Stalking Manhwa

In the cold abyss beyond the last known stars, something waits. Watching. Hunting. Commander Aelric Voss and his crew barely survive a catastrophic encounter in the Wraith Belt, escaping only to find themselves drifting in the black-power failing, life support dwindling, and something far worse lurking in the void. When an ancient entity begins stalking them, picking off survivors one by one, they realize this is no ordinary anomaly. Dr. Selene Kael, haunted by the horrors of her past, knows the signs all too well. The Crying Room. A nightmare she barely survived. A nightmare that's beginning to feel eerily familiar. As she fights to keep her mind intact, a new question arises-what if this thing isn't just killing them? What if it's learning from them? Meanwhile, Rita Varin, the wife of a lost crewmember, discovers a terrifying connection between Voss's past and the ever-growing mystery of the mother ships-massive vessels producing endless resources with no clear origin. If they're going to survive, they must uncover the truth hidden in the darkness. But some truths should never be found. With time running out and nowhere left to run, the last seven survivors must face an unspeakable force that has existed long before them-and will outlast them all. Stay in the light. Or be lost to the void.

In a world where science and mysticism intertwine, and where supernatural powers stem from ancient secrets and unknown entities, a young man named Elias Corvin wakes up in the body of another person within a city teeming with conspiracies and hidden truths. With no clear memories of his past life, he soon discovers that he has inherited a mysterious legacy tied to the Grand Talisman Codex—a legendary artifact said to hold the forbidden knowledge of ascension. But there's a problem... Every previous owner of this book has either vanished under mysterious circumstances or transformed into something inhuman. Yet, Elias finds himself unable to rid himself of it, as he begins to see beings that do not belong to this world and hear whispers revealing secrets of the cosmos. As time passes, he learns that the world is governed by hidden Orders, each seeking to control absolute knowledge. While uncovering the enigma surrounding his fate, he begins to trace the path of the Lost Sequence, a power system believed to be cursed—where all who tread it either become the Lord of Shadows or succumb to existential erosion.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

In a realm where ancient magic reigns supreme, supernatural creatures roam free, and the forces of darkness hold sway. Amidst this treacherous landscape, Felix, a powerful and feared devil, stalks the shadows, collecting the souls of humans who dare to cross his path. But Felix is not just a monster ,he's a complex and tortured soul, struggling to tame the darkness within him. When a mortal girl, Faith, stumbles into his world, Felix is drawn to her innocence and purity. He responds to her desperate plea for help, but at a steep price: she will belong to him, body and soul, in exchange for his protection. Faith, unaware of Felix's true nature, agrees to his terms, and as they embark on a perilous journey together, Felix finds himself falling for her. But can a devil truly love, or is it just a ruse to claim another soul? As Faith looks beyond Felix's fearsome exterior and sees the lost and unloved person beneath, she begins to change him. But will her love be enough to redeem him, or will the darkness within him consume them both? Dive into this epic tale of forbidden love, dark magic, and the battle between good and evil. Will Felix and Faith's love prevail, or will it succumb to the darkness that surrounds them? Can a devil truly change, or is it just a matter of time before he returns to his old ways?

The past week had felt like a lifetime of dodging my own feelings. As I sat at the head of the table, I felt the dam about to break, then the door swung open, and my heart lurched. Chris stood there, a storm cloud personified. His expression was unreadable, but one thing was clear: he wasn't smiling. My staffs exchanged glances, their gazes then focusing on me. "Eve," Chris's voice was low. "We need to talk." The room went silent, thick with nervous energy. The unspoken question hung in the air. "Chris," I said, my voice calm despite my pounding heart, "can this wait? We're in the middle of an important meeting." I wanted him to leave, to deal with this later, on my terms. "No, it can't," he said, stepping into the room. His anger simmered beneath the surface, but there was a visible vulnerability that made my own heart ache. "Please excuse us," I told my staffs, who hurriedly packed and left us alone. "You just left. You left after that night with just empty words on a piece of paper and then went out of the country for a whole week, Eve. A whole week." I was surprised to see him so vulnerable, so angry. It was the first time. It was obvious he was hurt, and I knew I was wrong. He stalked towards me, like a predator, and as he got closer, the anger seemed to flicker, replaced by a different intensity. He stopped in front of me, and then, without warning, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight, desperate embrace. My breath hitched. I went stiff for a moment, surprised by the contact. Then, almost instantly, my arms went around him, clinging to his strong frame. A mix of emotions flooded me: surprise, relief, and an overwhelming need to simply hold him. I breathed in his familiar scent, a comforting aroma that had been haunting my senses for the last week. He held me tightly, as if afraid I'd vanish if he let go, and I didn't resist. I had dreamed of this. He pulled back, his hands on my shoulders, his gaze searching mine with an intensity that made my heart flutter. The anger lingered, but it was mixed with something else. Something softer. "I missed you terribly," he whispered, the words barely audible, but they resonated through me. ------ Eve, a fashion powerhouse ruling the world's runways, needs a fake boyfriend and fast, to appease her matchmaking mother.   Christopher, a charming, secretive, and dangerously attractive heir to the biggest conglomerate in the country. needs a distraction from his father's unwanted marriage plans. Their solution? A temporary romance brokered through a "rent-a-partner" app. What starts as a mutually beneficial arrangement quickly evolves into a sizzling romance, throw in a jealous childhood crush, a clash of powerful families, and a whirlwind of hilarious misunderstandings, and you've got a recipe for a romance that's as unexpected as it is unforgettable. Will their carefully constructed facade withstand the pressure, or will their fake relationship crumble under the weight of their undeniable, and quite unexpected, love?

Rose stood defiantly, eyes locked onto his golden ones as she lifted the hem of her small top, exposing the smooth expanse of her stomach before peeling the fabric over her head. The red glittering bra shimmering under moonlight as if made for this very moment. She ignored the tremor of anticipation curling in her gut. None of that mattered. Not even the reckless haze of drugs clouding her thoughts. Tonight, she was in control. This was a mission. A mission to keep his attention solely on her so could save her friend from his curse. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, her breath steadying when she saw him go rigid. Shoulders squared. Posture tensed. Not in fear. Not in disgust. But in something far sinister. His Interest. “Yes… feast your depraved little eyes and filthy mind on this,” she whispered, smirking as the shorts fell away, pooling at her ankles. The silky red thong clung to her hips, the moonlight accentuating every curve of her body. She flicked the discarded clothing aside, shifting her weight slightly as she let her nightly visitor drink in the sight of her naked glory. His posture no longer that of boredom. Good. That was exactly what she wanted. More like, what intoxicated, irrational Rose wanted. She twirled, giving him a deliberate view, rolling her hips just enough to torment. “Since you’ve made my life a living hell, I might as well return the favor.” She cast a wicked smile over her shoulder. “Consider this my gift to you—one you’ll never get to touch.” By the time she turned back, her stomach plummeted. He had moved. No longer a distant silhouette in the meadow—he now stood at the edge of her patio. Much closer and so much real. The thrill that had fueled her was fading slowly. Had she just made a mistake playing this game with her stalker? Swallowing hard, she lowered herself onto the chair, parting her bare legs wide and letting the wooden cross dangle before her barely covered cherry, in a taunt. A silent challenge. His fingers curled around the wooden rail, veins standing taut against the black ink of his tattoos. His chest rose and fell, controlled but heavier, as though restraining something barely contained beneath his skin. "Want a taste, my dear stalker?" Rose whispers She had him pinned. Or so she thought. Her shadowy visitor moves. Slow, deliberate steps leading closer. Panic slammed into her. No. Rose bolted upright, pressing the cross against the glass door separating them. “Stay back!” Her voice wavered a bit. “I swear, I’ll burn your stalking ass right where you stand!” He stilled. A beat of silence. Then— A low, quiet chuckle rumbled through the night air, reaching her ears like smoke. Deep and Dark. Her stomach twisted. The sound was foreign, yet eerily familiar. As if she had always known this was how he would sound. His hands rose in mock surrender, his hooded head tilting slightly, as if entertained by her little performance. Then, as effortlessly as he had closed the distance, he stepped back. Rose’s breath fastened. She was playing with fire, willingly, by provoking the one who comes out at night and remain in shadows. And he was enjoying it.   == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?

Dark Sapphic Bully Romance - Glyndon Walton: The Waltons, my family, are on top of the world, and very conservative. I’m a good girl who goes to church every Sunday to confess my sins. I’m loyal to my boyfriend aka my future husband. + Katherine Andrews: Since the rumor about me being a lesbian was spread around school, Glyndon and her group never stopped bullying me at school. I just had to bear the bullying a little longer, But I couldn’t… I needed to break her, to hurt her, to make her beg and cry, to destroy her, to make her desperate for me, to show her how much she wants and needs me… I needed her… ______ This book contains. + Good Girl (Bully) X Disrepute biker Girl (The Victim??) +A hint of sport romance +Gay awakening +Biker Girl + Crawling back to her +Height difference +Dark Romance + Stalking

Our protagonist was an ordinary guy with an aspiration to be called hero, yet people mistook his actions. Until one day he woke up to find himself in the very world of an anime he watched for the first time. But he isn't the protagonist, instead, he's a minor bullied character who never even appeared in the series. Determined not to get involved with the main characters for fear of changing the plot, he plans to stay in the background to plan for his future and let the protagonist handle everything. However, fate has a different surprise for him. As events unfold, he realizes that he may have a bigger role to play than he ever imagined. Can he navigate this new reality without altering the story, or will he have to step up to shoulder the responsibility he took upon himself? Discover the twists and turns in this fresh new Rom-com series Altered Reality. Note: Please endure the slow pace in the first couple of chapters, it gets interesting as the story unfold, trust me ;). Note: This story is heavily inspired by the anime Re:zero and the manhwa Webtoon character Na Kang Lim, both are awesome, give it a try if you haven't yet. You can call it a rip off version of them, if you please, LMAO. But hey, this story has it's own plot, objective, goal, characters, and ending, which i hope you will find enjoyable. And if you do, please support it to the least you can, thanks. Note: I am extremely sorry, because of my own stupidity i had to delete the previous book, and even got many chapters deleted, now i have to write those deleted chapters all over again T_T. But on the bright side, i could improve the quality of those deleted chapters 13-19.

Nine Characters, all bound to the whims of a 'Deranged Entity.' All the clues they have are the vast differences they have with those that bore them. His Madness has seeped into them, crowning them with Glory. They shall come to know the price of Sin & Virtue by Sacrilege & Madness :Krael _My Pride can overturn Creation, drowning it in the madness of an unwilling. And yet I have to offer servitude to one who will always be beneath me, in the twisted guise of learning Humility - If only she knew how I long to grind her bones, she would know to control her tongue Born to Pride, servitude to Humility. :Kaelan_My Hunger can consume the very foundations of existence leaving behind an abyss born from my will. And yet I have to exercise temperance lest I lose meaning. Why do the gods mock me so...to give me all I can ever eat, and yet never to touch any satiate my growing hunger. I have seen the cruelty of the divine Born to Gluttony, raised by Temperance :Zaen_My Envy stalks the might of existence, wishing for its grandeur to be mine. And yet, my envy is never allowed to fester for Kindness plagues me like a curse. Compassion that was never mine, empathy I could care less about, heavens know I would rather drown in my own spit than to share goodwill Born of Envy, chained by Kindness :Xaelan_My Greed clouds the hearts of even gods, from the mortal coils to the vastness of the cosmos chaining the 'Old Ones to sin. I feel the sickening embrace of her love, and yet I can never have it, for whatever is mine, I must give. To know Charity—that bustard—is the punishment I was accorded Born in Greed, defiled by Charity : ...My Wrath burns the Heavens and fuels the pits of hell, bringing the end to all, as I ride my mount to Herald the storm. -Oops, this is not my stage. Sorry, but worry not my progeny will carry the mantle on my behalf. As they unleash the wrath stocked in their blood. But soon they will learn just how deep my Lord intends to go and that only Patience is the key to his games...hahaha...poor children, if only I could march alongside you in misery. Born to Wrath, burial by Patience :Thaen_My Sloth... uhm mm... well, I am too exhausted to think of a monologue. But Yah, blah blah...something Diligence... All I know is that I am more hard working than all of them combined... that 'guy was truly not fair when dishing them out_ Born to Sloth, death by Diligence :Laen_My Lust fuels the passion of Creation, all beings lost in the throes of my splendor, indulging in desires so dark, and yet I am the purest of them all, abstinence is second nature. I weep for desires unfulfilled and yet Chastity that horrendous bi*** mocks me with laughter. Yet it seems only I suffer this cruelty; others are free in indulgence only I am a slave to virtue_ Born in the flames of Lust, sustained by Chastity :Haelan_My Hatred runs so deep that the abyss is flooded; the rivers of the underworld are mere streams to my Hatred. I hold nothing but hate in my heart and yet 'he wishes I hold onto compassion. In 'his twisted form of madness, 'he has left me with no other choice. I shall let 'it fester until the day I make 'him pay_ Born in the depths of Hate, Compassion my Love and my Death :Raelin_My Despair has seeped into the cracks of existence, corrupting the Light' of the 'Creator. All I feel is the despair and sorrow of all those born and chained in the embrace of 'the sisters' misery.'Unlike them, I search for her, elusive like the wind. I despair for the sight of her, and yet she will always elude me, shunning my pleas_ Born in Despair, mourning for Hope ...I feel the twisted love 'he holds for us all and yet they do not see it, blinded by Sin and Virtue :>Long but necessary:) what is the story about? Simply it's about the interplay of Sin and Virtue with a hint of Madness and Malevolence. Complicatedly, what makes sense may not actually make sense.

"Do you wish to know what will happen if I drink from your thighs?" Salviana drew in a sharp breath before she whispered, "I might die?" "No, It is I who will die if I don't," he met her eyes with a lustful hungry gaze, "Spread your legs for me, Fiery-wife" And that she did... ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Fiery is married to the demon everybody feared would destroy them someday. He is the greenest reddest flag but now she only sees white. A canvas to paint their love however she deemed righteous. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── The Dark Prince, the third prince, is no stranger to the fear and hatred surrounding him. Cold, distant, and possessing a gaze as dark as midnight, he is known throughout the kingdom as the demon prince. But the truth hidden beneath his pale skin is far more dangerous—he is a vampire, living among a royal family that barely tolerates his existence. Salviana, a divine lady of myth, never asked to be married to such a man. Forced into the union, she is thrust into a life where every corner holds a secret and every glance feels like a challenge. Though her husband’s cold touch sends shivers down her spine, Salviana finds herself drawn into his world of shadows and intrigue, struggling to understand the depths of his darkness. With royal enemies watching their every move and Salviana’s own hidden powers slowly awakening, the bond between her and Alaric grows more complicated. Can she survive the dangerous world of court politics, where even her husband may not be fully trusted? Or will the weight of the secrets they keep tear them apart before they can discover the truth about each other? Caught between fear and desire, Salviana can’t help but wonder: Will she uncover the man behind the darkness, or will the shadows consume them both? Married to Darkness is a seductive, tension-filled journey into the unknown, where love and power clash in a dangerous dance that could lead to either salvation or destruction. The cover is from Pinterest. Not Mine. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Stalk me on social media! Discord: I_nanafirdausi Instagram: I_nanafirdausi Facebook: Nana firdausii X: https://x.com/NanaFirdausii Or Buy me a coffee @ https://buymeacoffee.com/nanafirdausi

In the world where divinity reigns, a delicate balance exists between three kingdoms. However, this balance is disrupted when the Dragon Kingdom's power is threatened by the rising strength of the other two kingdoms. Amidst this turmoil, a prophecy foretells an impending calamity. The Dragon Lord embarks on a quest to find a solution, but his absence coincides with the birth of his child - a child destined to shatter the balance. The other kingdoms, seeking to maintain their power, will stop at nothing to prevent the child from growing up.

[WSA Entry 2025] [Note:No Ntr or Yuri I hate those and mc is evil and Cruel there's a lot of violent and torture scenes] [Disclaimer:] This is not a story for the faint-hearted. It delves into the darkest depths of humanity, where morality is shattered, and power reigns supreme. Most readers won’t have the courage to face this unrelenting descent into shadows. If you seek light, hope, and happiness, turn away now. But maybe just maybe you’re different. Strong enough to confront the abyss and see what lies beyond. If so, prove it. [Synopsis:] In a world on the brink of ruin, seven empires vie for dominance, each more ruthless than the last. At the heart of this blood-soaked tapestry lies Narzan a nation feared and despised, where cruelty is law and ambition a death sentence. Beyond its borders lie forbidden realms: the infernal Demon Realm, where nightmares take form; the accursed Lost Soul Realm, where the damned wander endlessly; and the enigmatic Elven Kingdom, shrouded in secrets and ancient power. These lands whisper of horrors and treasures that could reshape existence itself. Above it all looms the Arcana Veli an ancient force that binds life, death, and destiny. Its threads twist and tangle with shadows of betrayal, vengeance, and destruction. In this world where the strong devour the weak, hope is a fleeting illusion, and mercy is a tale for the foolish. Veythor is a man cursed by fate, his existence a relentless cycle of suffering. Across three lives, he has endured nothing but torment and betrayal. On Earth, he was broken by those he trusted betrayed by family, ruined by love, and left to die in despair. In his second life, his fate was even crueler, his body and soul crushed by monsters in human form. But Thalvoria his third life is the most merciless of all. A vast and unforgiving world, Thalvoria is ruled by beings of unimaginable power. Here, mages sunder mountains with a thought, empires rise and fall in rivers of blood, and forgotten gods slumber beneath the earth. Mythical beasts stalk cursed forests, and the very land hungers for suffering. In Thalvoria, even the heavens cast shadows and every choice is a gamble with damnation. Yet Veythor refuses to break. Haunted by memories of his past lives, he sharpens his pain into a weapon. Every betrayal fuels his resolve, every scar strengthens his will. As the balance of power shifts and the Weave of Magic tightens its grip on the world, Veythor sets his sights on a singular goal: to seize control of his cursed destiny, no matter the cost. But in a land where salvation and damnation are two sides of the same coin, what will remain of the man who refuses to die? When the world itself thirsts for blood, Veythor will rise or drag all of Thalvoria into the abyss with him.

I am the 36th Demon King, the weakest in my empire’s history, yet I wield the shadow powers of the first Demon King—the God Slayer. For two thousand years, our kind has waged war against humanity. But this time, I crossed their borders not as a conqueror, but as a wanderer drawn by whispers of a devastating pandemic—a plague that spares no race, ravaging humans, elves, and demi-humans alike. In the shadows of their suffering, I found myself doing the unthinkable: helping them. Saving lives. Easing their pain. And to my astonishment, they began to hail me as a hero. Yet a question looms over me: Should I continue this masquerade as their savior? Or should I remind them of the truth—the Demon King who stands at the edge of light and shadow, deciding their fate?

Betrayed by the humanity he once served, Leo learns a bitter truth from his dying nemesis—the Demon King. But fate isn’t done with him. Reborn as a half-demon, he finds a world where demons reign, elves have turned against humans, and his once-glorious empire has crumbled into obscurity. Yet, among demons, he discovers the loyalty and love humanity never gave him. But a new war looms. A pantheon of self-proclaimed gods brings chaos, threatening both humans and demons. Armed with the Demon King’s power and the enigmatic Mother of Gods, Leo must rise—not just to save humanity, but to decide the fate of all.

In a world where power is etched into the skin, where the blood of slain monsters fuels ancient magic, a young seafarer named Alon unknowingly changes his fate when he kills what he believes to be an ordinary giant octopus—only to discover it is a baby Kraken. Branded by its ink and marked by its blood, Alon awakens a power he does not understand, a force that calls to the depths of the ocean and stirs the interest of those who rule the seas. With only his spear, wits, and tattoos carved into his skin, he embarks on an odyssey through treacherous waters, hunted by empires, feared by island tribes, and stalked by beasts of the deep who seek vengeance for the blood he has stolen. Amidst floating islands, cursed seas, and lost civilizations, Alon must uncover the truth behind his newfound power—before it consumes him. The ocean is vast, its monsters are many, and the echoes of the Kraken’s wrath are never far behind. Author's Note: I'll try publish once every day, but no commitment to that this is my 3rd try but my first 2 are stop by busy schedule.

A brilliant, ruthless killer stalked the city, leaving a trail of terror in their wake. Detective Edevene Felix, undeterred, pursued the elusive predator through a labyrinth of clues and dead ends.

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

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A man awoke, stretching lazily. The world had changed, yet he… had simply been sleeping. A notification greeted him. [You have met the hidden condition of your skill: High Upgradation.] [You have unlocked S-Grade Skill: Sleep.] He stared at the screen, dumbfounded. What kind of sick joke was this?! Monsters roamed the streets, people were killing for survival… and his power was to take naps! ____________ Dimension Collapse. The world expanded tenfold, swallowing everything that once existed. The sky shattered like glass, and a massive rift stretched endlessly across it. From the darkness, nightmares emerged—monstrous beasts, ancient horrors, and creatures beyond human understanding. Colossal dragons appeared, their immense bodies eclipsing the sky, shaking the world with roars that shattered mountains and split the earth. l Vampires with glowing crimson eyes stalked the night. Demons wreathed in hellfire descended in endless hordes. Beastmen roared beneath the blood-red moon, while goblins, wild and savage, swarmed the streets, feasting on the fallen. Cities crumbled. Lands twisted into strange, terrifying shapes. Reality itself became a battlefield of chaos. Then, as if it were nothing, a glowing screen flickered into existence before every survivor. Terror settled in. Everyone had received a skill—some wielded power over the elements, others bent time or defied death itself. Yet some… awakened curses, abilities so absurd or sinister that they were doomed from the start. The rules were brutal: Kill. Adapt. Evolve. Chaos erupted instantly. Neighbors became executioners. Families slaughtered one another. Streets ran red with blood as the weak perished and the strong carved their place in this new world. [Welcome to the New Era.] [You have been granted 100 Coins.] [Your Unique Skill has been awakened.] [To survive, obtain more coins.] [Methods: Slay the creatures. Kill the others.]

Summary of the Manhwa "That Damn Shoujo" The story follows Jin, a boy who was once a huge fan of webtoons-until everything changed when he turned ten. One by one, all the manhwa he loved disappeared, leaving only one webtoon that took over the world: "Shoujo Multiverse". Everyone became obsessed with it, to the point of addiction-even men couldn't stop reading it! For nine years, this webtoon continued its reign, and now, only one month remained until its final chapter. Jin couldn't stand it anymore-ads were everywhere, his friends wouldn't shut up about it, and even in his dreams, there was no escape! But the final straw came when his teacher announced a school festival to celebrate the webtoon's ending, forcing all students to cosplay as its characters. At that moment, Jin snapped...

Kalian tahu cerita rakyat Malin Kundang, Danau Toba, Si Pahit Lidah dan lainnya kan? Kalian juga tahu sistem leveling yang ada di manhwa kan? Sistem yang jadi cheat dimana mc bisa jalani misi, lalu dapat poin sistem yang bisa ditukar berbagai item itu. Sekarang, coba bayangin keduanya digabung. Yaps, itu lah yang terjadi di sini, dimana Dimas, terlempar ke indonesia di era abad pertengahan. Dunia dimana cerita rakyat menjadi nyata dan ada di satu universe. Dimas harus menyelesaikan berbagai cerita rakyat itu untuk mendapatkan poin sistem yang bisa ditukarnya di toko sistem. Kok bisa sih dia terlempar ke indonesia abad pertengahan? Itu dunia pararel kah? Kok ada sistem leveling gitu sih? Dimas bisa pulang lagi gak? Nyelesain misinya susah ya? bisa beli apa aja di sistemnya? ada sihir gak di dunia itu? Well, untuk tahu semua jawabannya, yuk mulai dibaca aja, happy reading semua! *Cerita original, hasil ketik tangan penulis, karena itu mohon kebijaksannya untuk tidak menyelahgunakan dan apresiasinya dengan vote/like. *Jangan ragu untuk beri masukan, silahkan komen, ceritakan kesanmu saat membaca [Kunjungi Author]-------------------- Instagram: @allen.nolleps Tiktok: @allen_nolleps

In a world where the boundaries between dimensions are thinning, a young man named Kael Ardent is thrust into the Eternal Nexus, a realm where countless worlds converge. Here, the laws of reality are dictated by Aether, a mystical energy that fuels both creation and destruction. Kael discovers he is a Nexus Warden, a rare being capable of manipulating Aether to bridge worlds and command the forces of the Nexus. But the Nexus is not a place of peace. It is a battleground for Eldari, ancient beings who seek to control the Nexus and use its power to dominate all existence. Kael must navigate this treacherous realm, forge alliances with warriors from other worlds, and unlock the secrets of his own latent powers. As he grows stronger, he uncovers a prophecy that foretells the rise of a Prime Warden, a hero who will either save the Nexus or doom it to eternal chaos.

Every secret has a watcher. Every mask hides a weakness. And _Yukimura Kira_ is running out of places to hide. By day, she's just another nameless face in Tokyo’s endless crowd. But by night, she becomes _Luna_ , an underground idol wrapped in secrecy. No one knows her real name. No one knows her real face. And that’s exactly how she’s survived. Until now. Because someone is watching . _Kairos_—a ghost in the system, a hacker who doesn’t just break into networks but into lives. He was sent to track her, to gather intel, to report back. But the more he watches, the more he _wants_ . Every message he sends is a warning. Every intrusion is a claim. Every whispered threat is laced with something darker—something he refuses to name. But Kira isn’t just being stalked. Someone else is hunting her. Someone who doesn’t care about Luna , the idol. Someone who wants Kira dead. Now, she has two choices: Run from the faceless threat closing in on her real life. Or confront the man behind the screen who refuses to let her go. Because Kairos isn’t just watching anymore. He’s _waiting_ . And if she falls into his hands… escape may no longer be an option. How do these two worlds collide? Under what circumstances will they meet—will it spark a forbidden romance or a tragic downfall?

“Why are you fighting this, Patricia? What are you afraid of?” He stalked towards me until my back hit the wall. My legs wobbled in lustful resignation. “Liam, Liam please…” I cried out breathlessly. His hands cupped my face and his softness of his beautiful eyes melted me inside out. “Please what? Tell me what you want, say it. Don't make me keep begging.” I couldn't think anymore and he pulled me to him. I felt the heat from his body burn me ruthlessly. “I don't know, I just–” “Then let me love you. Let me touch you. Let me kiss you like I've been dying to kiss you since we met at your exhibition. Let me in, please. I'll take care of you, just, don't push me away anymore. I can't take it.” I looked up at him, and I couldn't bear it anymore. Taking in a ragged breath, I crashed my lips against his. ….. My ex-husband cheated on me, arrested me and sent me to a psychiatric hospital. As a grumpy heiress, the whole world failed to see the injustice and was excited to witness my downfall. But I've always been Patricia Lynn, and I can never be hidden away. After getting rescued by a savior that wanted my intelligence in return, I'm back and full of rage, so I will repay them all! I will never fall for another man. Love made one weak! But my savior, oh my savior, the rich mogul, Liam Colloway, was warming his way into the delicate skin between my legs and I fear, my heart too…

Anvesh The world is broken. Twisted creatures stalk the ruins of civilization, and only the strong survive. Ray was never meant to be one of them. He has no grand destiny, no powerful lineage—just a system that feels more like a curse than a blessing. But in the depths of the outer regions, weakness is a death sentence. With shadows watching his every step and an unseen force pulling the strings, Ray must carve his path through a world that doesn’t care whether he lives or dies. His only choice? Adapt. Survive. Or be forgotten. Step into the nightmare. Anvesh awaits.

In a world brimming with life and progress, yet shrouded in mystery and hidden truths, continents intertwine, kingdoms clash, and the Nine Ancient Sects wage an unending struggle. Amidst this turmoil lies the outskirts of Athenos, a city known as the ‘City of Happiness,’ where people from all over the world gather—seeking prosperity… or fleeing from their pasts. But beneath its radiant glow, darkness and oppression creep in, suffocating the souls longing for freedom. A young boy stood still, gazing at the horizon with eyes burdened by sorrow, before whispering: "I want to leave this world..." Beside him, a man of imposing presence turned to him, his voice calm yet piercing: "And why is that?" The boy hesitated for a moment before letting out a bitter laugh, averting his gaze. "Can't you see? Do I look like someone who belongs in this world? Do I seem like someone who wants to live?" The old man smirked—not out of pity, but something else… something the boy couldn’t quite grasp. Then, in a tone filled with certainty, he said: "Don’t say something so dull… Instead, come with me. I’ll show you what this world truly is." The boy eyed him warily, hesitating for a moment before asking: "Who are you?" The old man turned slightly, as if the answer held little importance, then replied with a teasing tone: "Me? Just an old man… My name is Rikudo, but they call me the Ruler of Paths." He paused, then looked back at the boy, his eyes gleaming with intrigue. "And what is your name, boy?" The boy clenched his fist as if confronting himself for the first time, before answering in a quiet yet profound voice: "My name… is Ashura." The old man raised an eyebrow, as if he had just heard something interesting. The boy then spoke again, this time with unwavering resolve: "Ashura Tekah." ---

In a mystical realm known as Nocturna, a world shrouded in twilight where magic and darkness intertwine, four reluctant heroes are chosen by fate to confront an ancient evil that threatens to plunge their world into eternal darkness. The story follows the journey of Lirael, a brave but underestimated mage; Kael, a rogue with a mysterious past; Thorne, a noble knight struggling to uphold his family's legacy; and Elowen, a fierce warrior with a vengeful spirit. Together, they must navigate the treacherous landscapes filled with mythical creatures, unforeseen betrayals, and the ever-looming threat of a dark lord who seeks to control the shadows for his own sinister purposes.

Justin, a gamer with a head full of fantastical worlds, never expected his average life to end in a glitch. Yet, death wasn't the final screen. He awakens colossal, reborn as a Rouge Giant - a towering anomaly in a world teetering on the brink of chaos. This isn't a game. Magic crackles in the air, technology clashes with ancient sorcery, and colossal mechs bestride the battlefield. Demigods vie for power, while forgotten gods stir in their slumber. Justin, adrift in this bizarre reality, has a spark of familiarity. His memories of anime, manga, and video games become an unexpected compass. Can he leverage his pop-culture knowledge to navigate a world where martial arts bend reality and technology pushes the boundaries of the divine? Join Justin on his epic odyssey to unravel the mystery of his transformation. Will he become the strongest being in this world, or will he be consumed by its unforgiving chaos? The line between hero and villain blurs in this unique tale of a gamer reborn in a world unlike any he's ever imagined. (A.N hi guys it's my first time making a novel and I hope you liked it please follow me and please share my work) (so I can watch my novel become a webtoon,manga.manhua or manhwa, because that is one of my dreams) (and please support me with power stones as well please)

Everyone loves Yanderes, right? Right?! Who wouldn’t be fascinated by crazy people with psychotic tendencies who have an absolutely twisted idea of love? These are people who will go to any extreme just to make sure their love interest belongs to them—and only them. Stalking? Kidnapping? Murder? Torture? Mind-breaking? You name it, and a Yandere will do it with a smile on their face if it means keeping their beloved by their side. This story is about a guy—a hardcore Yandere fan—who one day finds himself mysteriously transported to the world of his favorite anime. But here’s the twist: he’s not the hero, not the villain, not even a supporting character. No, he’s been dropped into the story as a random mob character. The anime’s world isn’t just filled with beautiful, young magical girls—it’s also crawling with terrifying monsters that the girls are secretly at war with. A war that involves life-or-death battles hidden from the eyes of ordinary people. And here’s the kicker: in this dangerous world, Yanderes are just as terrifying as the monsters. Their obsessive love isn’t sweet—it’s deadly. With no plot armor and no special powers, the guy quickly realizes that surviving in this world is going to take more than just luck. So, what’s a regular guy supposed to do when he’s surrounded by love-crazed girls, powerful magic, and bloodthirsty monsters? If he wants to survive, he’ll have to be smart, cunning, and willing to cross any line. This is his story—a tale of survival, manipulation, and the chaotic world of Yanderes.

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.