Mk Smoke

There is no sky in the Clockwork Empire. Only smoke. Only fire that remembers. In the heart of the Iron Spire, where the life of workers bleeds into steam and justice is sold for coin, a girl with fire in her veins walks alone. They call her witch. They call her kingslayer. But no one asks what she remembers when the flames rise. A forgotten war. A sister in hiding. A deal sealed in blood and silence. Then— A mission. A man who does not burn. Now the rules are breaking. She was meant to destroy. She might choose something else. But choosing has a cost.

Novel baru "Rebirth Space: Charm of the '80s" telah dirilis~ Sebagai putri tertua dari cabang utama Keluarga Yang, kesenangan Yang Ruxin adalah membangun harta kekayaan keluarga dan mendukung saudara-saudarinya yang lebih muda. Tapi kenapa si pria buta dan pincang itu seperti Arwah yang Tak Kenal Lelah? Ketika dia memasak, dia datang untuk menyalakan api; Ketika dia membuka lapaknya, dia akan mengikutinya untuk menjajakan barang-barangnya... "Saya bilang, Pak Gu, apakah Anda harus membantu saya dalam segala hal yang saya lakukan?" tanya Yang Ruxin dengan sedikit rasa kesal. "Ya," Pak Gu mengangguk dengan serius. "Lalu sekarang saya ingin..." "Istri," Pak Gu buru-buru berdiri dari kursi rodanya, "selama kita tidak berpisah, saya akan memberikan apa saja yang Anda inginkan."

A veteran player of "Starry Abyss" and a Meteor Fall Master known as Ace Bro, Li Zi came to the game world with his system template, arriving at the era of the game's beta version. This was the worst of times. Cosmic forces and financial magnates colluded, causing The Gate to the cosmos to be shut, planets' resources exhausted, even sunlight monopolized. It was also the best of times. All the Extraordinary Systems had just started, and in this era, only he possessed the final version patch as a Meteor Fall Master. While people reveled in the smoke of plasma cannons, Li Zi had already torn apart warships with Gravity. As Special Ability users proudly indulged in their awakened abilities, Moonlight had already become a servant to Li Zi. When the Interstellar Fleet crossed the Galaxy, Li Zi had just ignited the forty-second Stellar, illuminating the entire cosmos. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long and have forgotten that this Starry Sky should belong to us all," he said gently, holding a black hole in his hand while facing an indescribable native Evil God.

The new novel "Rebirth Space: Charm of the '80s" has been released~ As the eldest daughter of the Yang Family's main branch, Yang Ruxin's pleasure was building the family fortune and supporting her younger siblings. But why was that blind and lame guy such a Relentless Spirit? When she cooked, he would come to light the fire; When she set up her stall, he would follow to hawk her goods... "I say, Mr. Gu, do you have to help with everything I do?" Yang Ruxin asked with a hint of annoyance. "Yes," Mr. Gu nodded earnestly. "Then right now I want to..." "Wife." Mr. Gu hurriedly stood up from his wheelchair, "as long as we don't part, I'll give you anything you want."

HERE’S TO SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL The rain hasn’t fallen on Mercer Street in over forty years. Water is rationed, the market thrives, and the people live hidden from time itself—until she appears. Margo arrives at the doorstep of an old apartment house, soaked from head to toe in something impossible. Rain. She doesn’t know where she came from. She doesn’t remember how she got there. But she smells like a storm from another time, and that scent is about to change everything. Park and Key, longtime friends and misfits of Mercer, take her in—one fascinated, the other suspicious. As they uncover the mysteries of her past, they find themselves tangled in a web of forgotten histories, secret societies, and a reality they were never meant to question. Time folds. The past whispers. And in a world where water is worth more than gold, the girl with the rain might just be the key to everything. A mind-bending dystopian fantasy soaked in jazz, opium smoke, and the scent of lost memories. Mystery, time distortion, and a city lost in its own legend A girl who shouldn’t exist—and the men drawn into her storm Secrets buried beneath the market and the gatekeepers who guard them A journey through a world where the past is a whisper and the future is unwritten Here’s to something beautiful. Here’s to what comes next.

In the underbelly of a lawless place, Chameli’s beauty becomes her curse and her weapon. Sold into a world of glittering danger and brutal power, she dances on the edge of survival, where every step could be her last. But beneath the smoke, a fire burns, and her secrets may bring lords to their knees.

Luna Hartwell dies broken— framed for her parents’ murder, betrayed by her fiancé Kael Voss, and left penniless. Then she wakes up 24 hours before her downfall with one mission: destroy the Hartwells who stole her life. But Kael isn’t just her enemy. He’s reborn too, offering a twisted alliance: use him to burn her family to ash… or watch him expose her darkest secret. Their passion is explosive, their trust nonexistent. As Luna manipulates Kael into her web of lies, she uncovers a truth more dangerous than revenge: Kael’s love might be her undoing. From Manhattan penthouses to corporate boardrooms, this is a game of smoke and mirrors where every kiss is a weapon, every secret a bullet, and the only rule is—trust no one. Will she rise like a phoenix… or burn them all to ash?

The seasoned player of "Abyss of Stars," the [Starfall Master] Li Zi, brings a system template and travels to the game's world, arriving in the era of the game's beta version. This is the worst of times. The cosmic forces and conglomerates collude, causing the doors to the universe to be closed, the planet's resources to be exhausted, and even sunlight to be monopolized. This is also the best of times. All the extraordinary systems are just beginning. In this era, he is the only [Starfall Master] with the final version patch. While people are enthralled by the smoke of plasma guns and cannons, Li Zi has already torn apart battleships with gravity. While superhumans are smug about their awakened abilities, moonlight has already become Li Zi's servant. While the interstellar fleet crosses the Milky Way, Li Zi has just ignited the forty-second star, illuminating the entire universe. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long; they've forgotten that this starry sky should belong to all of us." —Facing the unspeakable aboriginal evil gods, Li Zi, holding a black hole, gently said.

Alexandra Thompson is a struggling event planner. She expects her boyfriend to propose on her second-year anniversary, but he drops a bombshell on her instead. Their relationship was fake. It was all a bet, and his prize for deceiving her was a new Lamborghini. In retaliation, she stole the keys to his new car with the intent to destroy it. What she did not intend was to crash into a man in a fit of rage and send him to the hospital. Julian Saintclaire is an arrogant billionaire CEO of Saintclaire conglomerates. After being stood up by the woman his parents arranged for him to marry, he cancels their engagement and goes for a smoke, only to be run over and wake up with amnesia. With no memory of his identity, he is forced to live with Alexandra and work as her assistant. Together, they navigate the dangerous waters of love and the forces threatening to pull them apart.

Welcome to Hell's Gate City, a sprawling metropolis inspired by Venice and the industrial heart of the Pride Ring. Situated in the Sea of Pride-a marshy region dominated by rivers, swamps, lakes, and towering factories-Hell's Gate is a city where pollution fills the air and danger lurks in every shadow. In this story, you'll follow Kain Longheart the rhythm demon, blind and former Pentagram City musician, who has left his old life behind to open Veildark Records a record label. Join Kain, his crow companion Greasy, Lenian Bloodbite, Rash, and other original characters on a near-lethal underground hunt for the Recorder-a device containing the only known recording of the infernal melody. Brace yourself for a journey where blood and jazz collide, all within the hellish landscape tied to the Hazbin Hotel universe. Ready to breathe in the smoke of the factories and dive into the dark canals of Hell's Gate City? Then let the hunt begin.

In the world of Genovia, power is determined by two forces: Gene and Runes. Arthur, born with the Crimson Fern Gene, is deemed insignificant—nothing more than a faint whisper in a world of roaring storms. But as he dares to push his limits, the Gene evolves, awakening new Runes and unlocking elemental forces. What begins as a trickle of power soon turns into an unstoppable torrent, each new ability more devastating than the last. But with every surge of strength, the cost grows—his body and mind begin to shift, as the darkness within his soul begins to take hold. In his pursuit of power, Arthur must face the ultimate question: How much of himself is he willing to lose in order to become something more?

In the soot-choked gutters of the Foundry District, survival isn't guaranteed, and dreams are a luxury no one can afford. Vino Mifilder, a scarred orphan with no family, no future, and no options, scrapes by in the industrial underbelly of a world ruled by the gleaming tyranny of the Empire. Towering above him are the idols of the arena-champions of Bloodsport, the brutal, televised battleground where violence is currency, and death is entertainment. But Bloodsport isn't a fantasy to Vino. It's a whisper in the smoke, a way out, a suicide mission disguised as salvation. When hunger, desperation, and fate force his hand, he registers for the games-not for glory, but for a chance to be seen in a world that's forgotten him. What follows is a slow, visceral descent into a system built on agony. Each battle, spaced weeks apart, scars deeper than the last. Vino must learn to adapt or die-facing cybernetically enhanced killers, propaganda-fueled stars, and the twisted politics of an empire that uses fighters as both weapon and spectacle. With every drop of blood, he inches closer to the truth behind the sport... and the rot at the heart of the Empire.

Here lies Alice Carter, a woman once filled with ambition, now buried beneath the weight of her own desires. She was a dreamer, a believer in fairy tales spun from gold and silk, a woman who thought wealth could be the answer to all life’s miseries. She longed for a life where struggle was a distant memory, where cabs were replaced by chauffeurs and small apartments by grand estates. She wanted servants to anticipate her needs, luxury to soften life’s edges, and a man so wealthy that her worries would vanish like smoke in the wind. But in her pursuit of diamonds, she forgot the value of herself. And so, the dreamer died—not in a tragic accident or a cruel twist of fate, but in quiet surrender. What rose in her place was a woman trapped in velvet chains, bound by comfort yet suffocated by control. This is not her final story, but the beginning of her reckoning.

{WARNING: THIS BOOK IS HIGHLY SMUTTY} "Run, little bird." His voice is a whisper of sin and smoke, curling around my body like chains I cannot break. I should run. I should fight. But I don’t. Because he’s already caught me. A rough hand grips my throat, tilting my chin up—forcing me to meet his eyes. Red. Burning. Ravenous. "You can try to escape, little wife," he murmurs, his breath hot against my lips. "But we both know how this ends." I am his. Bound to the Devil. Trapped in his Hell. Luciel—King of the Underworld. Predator in human skin. A monster with a smile that undoes me, ruins me, devours me. Every whisper is a command. Every touch is a punishment. Every kiss is a slow death. And the worst part? I want more. His fingers trail down my spine, lower, lower—until I’m arching, trembling, drowning. "Look at you," he taunts, lips ghosting over my pulse. "So desperate for the monster you fear." I should hate him. I should fight harder. But then his lips brush my ear, and he chuckles—low, dark, merciless, making me give in to his darkhold. "Good girl."

TW: Sùicidal thoughts, language, drùgs, smoking, death, sèx. -Not recommended for younger audiences- hope y’all enjoy

In the heart of Seoul’s brutal underworld, power is everything, and loyalty is only as strong as the next betrayal. Kim Tae-sung, the ruthless and feared Street King, rules the criminal empire with an iron grip. But when an ambitious rival, Jinwoo, rises from the shadows, a bloody war erupts—one fueled by revenge, greed, and the ghosts of the past. At the center of it all is Kim Do-yun, Tae-sung’s most trusted enforcer, forced into an impossible choice when his family is threatened. Betray his king—or lose everything he loves. As alliances crumble and hidden enemies emerge, Hye-jin, a mysterious woman with deadly skills and a secret agenda, plays both sides—waiting for the perfect moment to strike. In a city where every handshake is a trap and every promise is a lie, who will survive, and who will fall? Love, betrayal, war, and revenge collide in The Street King, a high-stakes action thriller where the line between hero and villain disappears in the smoke of gunfire. The throne is up for grabs. But to claim it, one must walk through blood.

Everyone in the class was shocked when the news came: Sheena Hathaway married to Stephan Korade. It’s already the fourth year of the university, when every couple was destined to break up at such a moment. Therefore, no one would expect the bookworm Sheena would marry to the rich playboy Stephan Korade. “She must have put a curse on that handsome boy. How could the son of Bee Group, the biggest medical device company, marry a girl of nobody? ” everyone doubts like this. Except Stephan himself. “Sheena, please don’t ignore me in the campus, we’re a couple indeed.” Stephan begged in a soft tone trying to not offend this girl with sparkling eyes under her black glasses. “Stephan, I know our marriage is just a smoke shell, don’t act like you love me.” Sheena smiled sincerely and innocently. “So, for your request, no way.”

Arlan Veythorn awakens as a child in a world not his own, his mind fractured by memories of machinery and smoke. Reborn into a disgraced noble family, he inherits a crumbling estate, a father drowning in shame, and a name that invites scorn. In Aethyria, power is dictated by Aetheric Resonance—a hereditary magic that his family has lost. But Arlan remembers things he shouldn’t: gears and equations, whispers of a past life. When he crafts a Frostward Lantern. To survive, he must navigate a world where even seeming allies have hidden agendas. Yet the deeper he delves into Aethyria’s secrets, the more he questions his own rebirth. Aeon of Ashes and Ambition is a sprawling, slow-burn epic where every choice has consequences, and nothing—not magic, not memory, not even death—is what it seems. --- For readers who crave - A protagonist clawing from rags to power in a cutthroat, magic-steeped world. - Mysteries where the world itself is the antagonist. - Progression through ingenuity, alliances, and morally gray gambles. --- No chosen ones. No prophecies. Just a man, a spark of defiance, and the ashes of ambition.

Kazuki Katsuragi, a teenage boy who was having a normal life. He was introverted and shy who wasn't able to talk with most people and never made friends. However one day, he disappeared in a mysterious smoke, and reappeared in a completely different world. The world where imaginary powers were possible. What are the challenges awaiting Kazuki Katsuragi? Follow on to see....

In the aftermath of the Third World War, humanity’s desperate innovations gave birth to both marvels and horrors—mutants, degenerated organisms, and vast radioactive wastelands. To counter these failures, nations formed a global coalition, leading to the super invention of Armors. This marked the beginning of a new future era, a world of towering megacities, cutting-edge technology, and deep societal divides. Now, in the year 5099, the world is shaped by vast super-continents where the wealthy thrive while the less fortunate struggle to get by. In this era of advanced technology and deep societal divides, our protagonist, a young man from a modest background starts his adventure when he come across with his first Armor .will he adapts to life in the bustling city, where he must navigate the challenges of a fast-paced society, evade the schemes of the elite, and face unexpected twists?

"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?"

"Oga kpata kpata! Oga no na isisi! Oga no n' enu!" He greeted his boss who was sitted in the dimly lit spacious office with his back turned to him. "What's new?" The Boss answered with a cold emotionless voice. The smoke from his pipe engulfing the room. "The Alaye don show, he just touch down Chinua Achebe Airspace." The fellow answered, he being part of the activity his boss engaged in didn't flinch at the sight or breathe of the atmosphere almost two inches thick which he stood in the midst of, firm like an Iroko ready to wait on his boss' command. "Interesting! Get her to keep an eye on him, you, keep an eye on them..." And as he spun himself on the swivel to face him, he asked, "Is that clear?" "I dey for you Oga m, I dey for you, asap!" He replied with a slight bow. With a wave of one of his palms, both hands were now rested on the table, he dismisses him. He left with a bow and a final greeting as another guard armed with only a pistol hails the boss and proceeds to shut the door behind him. The boss spun himself repeatedly and when he had finally settled, he smirked as he released puffs of cloud from his nostrils...

Aberaeron has been facing recurring cases of murders and people going missing for the past few months. Witnesses report demonic activities and wraiths attacking travelers at night, the bodies of the unfortunate found mauled, flesh rendered from bones. The Emperor and elites of the upper court have dismissed the issue as merely a propaganda to fuel the religious zealots. Melannia Ashberne, the heir to the House Ashberne, has her own demons to face with unpleasant nightmares destroying her sleep. When her family is attacked on a trip to the city of Ravelon, Melannia finds herself standing in crossroads of deadly truths, harsh betrayals, and questions better left unanswered.

In a gaslit city where time is currency and memories are traded like coins, Linden Hawthorn, a reclusive archivist, inherits a broken pocket watch and a blood-stained journal after his father vanishes. The watch doesn’t tick—it feeds. With every cryptic vision it offers, it devours fragments of Linden’s past: the scent of his father’s pipe smoke, his sister’s voice, even the reason he began his search. The journal leads him to a drowned barge filled with corpses clutching coins from the future, a porcelain doll that whispers of a faceless figure called the Woundless Man, and a hidden underworld where aristocrats trade seconds of life and cultists worship gears instead of gods. As Linden uncovers his father’s sins—a legacy of stolen time and mechanized horrors—he must decide what he’s willing to lose: his memories, his morality, or his very soul. But the watch hungers, and the shadowy Tockmen who pull its strings demand payment in blood. Time is running out. And it’s taking Linden with it.

Jake never thought much of his recurring nightmares—until they started feeling more like memories than dreams. Every night, he finds himself soaring through smoke-filled skies, clad in crimson armor with jet-black wings, locked in a desperate battle against skyscraper-sized giants that bring only destruction. No matter how hard he fights, he always wakes up before he can win. By day, he’s just an ordinary high school student, navigating classes, football debates with his best friend Lydia, and dodging questions from his nosy younger sister, Joy. But when strange events begin seeping into the real world—shadows moving where they shouldn't, echoes of voices from his dreams—Jake starts questioning whether these nightmares are just dreams… or warnings. As the lines between reality and fantasy blur, Jake must uncover the truth behind the titans and his connection to them. Time is running out, and if his dreams are a glimpse of what's to come, then the real battle has yet to begin. But will he be ready when it does?

Tommy lived like most rebellious teenagers, drinking, smoking, and chasing fleeting thrills, until his world shattered with a leukemia diagnosis. But this was only the prelude to his descent. Desperate and cornered by fate, he signed a contract with the Devil, unknowingly binding himself to a shadow realm teeming with entities beyond mortal comprehension. Dragged into this hidden world of ancient devils, vengeful demons, and merciless angels, Tommy finds himself trapped in a war older than humanity itself. Here, every corner hides nightmares ripped from the darkest corners of myth, and survival demands more than courage, it requires unraveling the Devil’s cryptic bargain before it consumes his soul. Now, armed with nothing but wit and a flicker of defiance, Tommy must confront horrors that defy reason, forge uneasy alliances, and outmaneuver celestial schemes. Will he emerge as a pawn of the darkness… or rewrite his destiny in a realm where even gods fear to tread?

Kael awakens in a dark cavern with no memory of who he is or how he got there. With only a mysterious sword at his side, he is drawn toward an ancient archway inscribed with glowing runes. As he steps forward, eerie whispers hint at a cycle that has played out before. Beyond the archway, Kael faces a shadowed figure—a warrior clad in black armor wielding a blade of pure darkness. The entity claims to know him, but Kael cannot recall their past. Forced into battle, he struggles against an enemy that seems untouchable, its form shifting like smoke. Only when he follows an instinctive pull toward the runes does he uncover the truth—his opponent is bound to the shadows, and striking at them weakens it. With this revelation, Kael triumphs, but victory comes with more questions. The trial was only the beginning. As he steps through the next archway, he knows he must uncover the truth of who he is, why he was brought here, and what fate awaits him beyond the darkness. A tale of lost memories, ancient cycles, and an impending destiny begins…

In a city veiled in oil-stained mist and the dim glow of gaslight, where the grind of steel and the hiss of steam never cease, a man awakens in a body that is not his own. Victor Holloway, an ordinary man from Earth, now walks in the skin of Elias Vayne—a detective whose reputation is built more on deception than achievements, a man who was just murdered for reasons unknown. With fractured memories and an identity that doesn’t quite fit, Victor is drawn into a case stranger than anything he has ever encountered. A murder wiped from existence, with witnesses who speak only in riddles. Yet in this world of secrets and shifting allegiances, greater powers loom beyond mortal schemes. The Churches of the Four Original Gods—ancient institutions of faith, influence, and hidden agendas—watch the game unfold, sometimes as allies, sometimes as immovable obstacles. The deeper he delves, the more he realizes—this world is nothing but a stage, where truth is fluid, and masks are worn by all. There are no certainties, no absolutes, only the game he must now play. Beneath the blackened rain, the whisper of turning gears, and the ever-present haze of smoke, Victor Holloway must embrace the role thrust upon him. A Detective. A Victim. A Liar. A Saviour. A Pactmaker. This is a tale woven from lies and deception. The tale of a Trickster.

In a city veiled in oil-stained mist and the dim glow of gaslight, where the grind of steel and the hiss of steam never cease, a man awakens in a body that is not his own. Victor Holloway, an ordinary man from Earth, now walks in the skin of Elias Vayne—a detective whose reputation is built more on deception than achievements, a man who was just murdered for reasons unknown. With fractured memories and an identity that doesn’t quite fit, Victor is drawn into a case stranger than anything he has ever encountered. A murder wiped from existence, with witnesses who speak only in riddles. Yet in this world of secrets and shifting allegiances, greater powers loom beyond mortal schemes. The Churches of the Four Original Gods—ancient institutions of faith, influence, and hidden agendas—watch the game unfold, sometimes as allies, sometimes as immovable obstacles. The deeper he delves, the more he realizes—this world is nothing but a stage, where truth is fluid, and masks are worn by all. There are no certainties, no absolutes, only the game he must now play. Beneath the blackened rain, the whisper of turning gears, and the ever-present haze of smoke, Victor Holloway must embrace the role thrust upon him. A Detective. A Victim. A Liar. A Saviour. A Pactmaker. This is a tale woven from lies and deception. The tale of a Trickster.

The Ashwood Hotel is no ordinary abandoned place. It is a living tomb. In 1930, a mysterious fire claimed the lives of 23 people within its opulent halls—including a girl whose body was never found. Since then, the walls have whispered with silenced screams, ash rains from the ceiling, and anyone who enters the hotel becomes part of its eerie legend. When four young urban explorers venture into the decaying building, they have no idea that they are not only facing ghosts but the hotel itself. Sven, the anxious one with a knack for seeing the invisible. Natalia, the diva who feels her facade of sarcasm and lipstick beginning to crack. Jacob, the tough guy whose cool demeanor dissolves into smoke. And Lucas, the idealist who realizes too late that some spirits don’t want to be photographed. But the Ashwood is hungry. Its corridors shift, its victims return as shadows, and the stench of smoke becomes a choking reality. When the group realizes they haven’t ended up here by chance—that the hotel has called them—a race against an unrelenting past begins. But how do you fight walls that breathe? And what happens when the spirit hunting you... is your own reflection?