I Was Expecting Kenobi

Jack is transported to a world resembling the medieval era, where magic and swordsmanship exist. He becomes the youngest son of the Liothan family—now known as Kyle Liothan. The body he now inhabits belonged to the laziest member of the family, someone who had been stripped of his title and sent to study at "Dawn Academy" in hopes of regaining the family name by becoming a knight. Kyle soon discovers that his "cheat" is a set of traits he had once written back in high school while trying to create a novel—traits that were mocked by everyone at the time. He never imagined that the attributes he gave to the protagonist of his rejected story—traits long forgotten—would become his real cheat in this chaotic world. In this new life, he vows to gain power, influence, and wealth—and to live it in the most enjoyable way possible. But… can he truly succeed? Especially in a world so turbulent, plagued with corruption, and filled with hidden dangers.

"I Was Forced to Date a Mafia’s Daughter” Sato just wanted a new game—not a girlfriend, and definitely not a mafia princess. But after a chaotic encounter at the Mega Mall, he ends up fake-dating Kuroda Hikari: gorgeous, ruthless, and the only daughter of Japan’s most feared crime boss. She says they're dating. Her bodyguards say it’s not optional. Now Sato’s stuck pretending to be her boyfriend, dodging bullets (sometimes literally), and navigating high school with a target on his back. But as the lies pile up, so do the feelings. Because beneath Hikari’s cold glare is a girl desperate for freedom—and maybe, someone real. But when a rival mafia demands her hand in marriage, the line between fake and real shatters. Sato was supposed to play along. Now he might be the only one who can save her. Or die trying. Can love bloom from a forced lie—when the whole world’s armed against it?, Can love survive when it starts as a lie and ends in blood.

Rodrigo died as a monster — a torturer, a killer, a betrayer of the promise he made to his sister, whom he failed to protect. But death was not the end. Reborn into a world of magic and misery, he awakens as Elian, a baby marked by memories he should not have. A new name. A new chance. But how to redeem oneself... when one cannot even forgive? Amid shadows that whisper his past and a family he fears to destroy, Elian carries a silent desire: To bury Rodrigo. And maybe, one day, deserve to be called Elian

You think this is just another love story with a villain twist? Oh, darling... no. This is the kind of pain that doesn’t heal, even when the legend ends." There once was a legend. A woman who commanded the battlefield like a storm. Feared. Worshipped. Unstoppable. Her enemy? The Demon King—ruthless, cold, and sworn to destroy her. But legends lie. And the truth? The truth was buried with her. 100 years later, I wake up. No memories. Just a scar on my neck… and a feeling in my bones that I was never meant to be ordinary. They told me it was trauma. That I was injured, that's why I have a big scar on my neck But then I saw.... him on the street. The boy with the eyes of a war I couldn’t name. I knew him... I think He didn’t know me. But my past did. And it came for me. Because the monster I’m running from… isn’t just someone. It’s me. And the deeper I go, the more I realize: Some legends are not meant to return. But I already have. I must fight against my own past—the monster I once was. And my past is waiting. Cover Visuals edited by me — base images originally from Freepik.com.

At that day, I was announced dead. But then, I open my eyes, and I saw this world similar to ours. "I never thought that I got a chance to reincarnated into this world…”

Raeya Evaleen Alvera grew up in a family once filled with happiness. But everything changed as wounds began to shatter her world—leaving behind scars that haunted her well into adulthood. Though broken, Raeya chose to rise again and build a life of her own. Just as she began to find her strength, her father, Arvind Thalor Alvera, arranged a forced marriage for her. “Why did you change, Dad? Why do you want me to suffer? Is it all because of that woman?!” Trapped in a marriage she never wanted, Raeya soon discovered that behind her husband's charming smile hid a darkness she never anticipated. Yet amidst the shadows, a mysterious presence began to watch her quietly… and slowly drew closer. She didn’t know—whether the love that came would be another wound, or the key to a destiny far greater than she had ever imagined.

Two powerful families. A decades-old betrayal. One love story that was never meant to happen. Gianna Veymont was born into legacy — smart, stunning, and heiress to one of the wealthiest empires in the country. Tristan Greystorm was bred for power — arrogant, charming, and the crown prince of her family’s sworn enemy. They were raised to hate each other. But fate throws them into the same elite college, where wars are fought not with weapons but with money, status, and pride. A campus full of whispers. A viral scandal. A dance that should’ve meant nothing — but didn’t. As secrets from their family’s past begin to resurface, Gianna and Tristan are pulled into a twisted web of betrayal, buried truths, and a third enemy hiding in plain sight. And when hate starts to blur into something far more dangerous... Will love be their greatest ruin?

I was supposed to die five minutes in. That was the job—show up, monologue badly, get one-shot by the protagonist, and respawn next patch with worse stats. But then... the game crashed. And when I woke up, I wasn’t just Zerik the Tutorial Boss—I was Zerik the Bugged. Glitched stats, busted skills, a cursed pop-up I can’t close, and a system that keeps calling me the “Final Boss Candidate.” Worse? The protagonist missed his spawn point, the hero’s party is late, and the NPCs think I’m some legendary reborn deity who speaks only in cryptic memes and sarcastic rants. Now I’ve got: A mana-draining cat familiar that drinks espresso. A passive that makes every important character misinterpret my words as prophecy. And a System window that keeps throwing "balance patches" at me mid-fight like it's a game dev on caffeine. I didn’t ask to be the villain. I didn’t even ask to be alive. But if this world wants a Final Boss, fine—I’ll give them one. Right after I figure out how to close this damn tutorial.

[A global horror game has launched — death means elimination, and only those who clear the levels survive.] I died five years before the game began. But I woke up in its deepest level. They think I'm just an NPC — a forgotten "bug" erased from the system. But only I know… my “death” was never sanctioned by this world. In this round, everyone is fighting to survive — But I only have one question: Who buried me in that so-called salvation? And who decided I was no longer human?

I WAS JUST A SERVANT By Samkelisiwe Sithole (Mbazo) Zenande Mthembu was born into power, wealth, and pride — but one tragic car accident left her in a wheelchair, abandoned by her husband, and locked inside a golden prison of silence and bitterness. Once adored by society, now she's just the angry rich girl no one can help. Until Nokwanda walks in. Late for the job interview, dressed plainly as a servant, Nokwanda never expected to meet a woman like Zenande — fierce, arrogant, and secretly broken. But where others ran away, Nokwanda stayed. She saw the truth behind Zenande’s cold stares… and heard the silent cry for love. As Nokwanda cares for Zenande, the lines between duty and desire blur. Zenande, once married to a man, begins to feel something she's never felt before — not just attraction, but safety, softness, and the terrifying beauty of being loved by a woman. But love doesn’t come easily when society watches, secrets threaten, and someone from Zenande’s past is determined to destroy them both. “I Was Just a Servant” is a slow-burn, forbidden romance between two women from different worlds — one fighting to heal, and the other daring to love for the first time. Together, they’ll face betrayal, danger, and their own fears… for a love worth everything.

I was adopted into a succubus mansion. Now, ten years later, I’ve finally become an adult. At last, I can savor them. A story that delves into the preferences of the succubus family. R18 | Harem | Succubus | PseudoIncest | MILF

MC Rune Argentus wants to leave his village for a more exciting life as an adventurer, only things turn out a lot different than he thought they would. A power he shouldn't have, a bloodline hidden from him by his parents, and various women vying for his affection. Rune learns that not everything is as it seems as he's slowly dragged into an ancient conflict. Sexual Content warning: this novel contains content of the R-18 nature and might not be for everyone. All characters appearing in this novel are 18 years and over, despite what the text may say. I do not own the cover image. If you are the original artist and are unhappy then let me know and I will change it.

Lance Mercer's life is painfully normal. He works IT support in a basement office where printers scream, coworkers cry over Bluetooth, and lunch is a rotating tragedy of lukewarm noodles and existential dread. He's got a dog named Dario, a cursed coffee addiction, and a daily goal of making it to 5:01 PM without committing a felony. Then he buys milk. Now he's being hunted by unmarked helicopters, cultists in cow masks, and possibly the U.S. government. Reality keeps glitching when he sneezes, his dog might be telepathic, and there's a chance he's bonded with an ancient cosmic dairy god. He just wanted cereal. (Inspired by DanDaDan and Parasyte: The Maxim)

Crossover Fanfiction: My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU × The Disappearance of Haruhi Suzumiya.. Hikigaya Hachiman thought he had endured the worst of high school life—awkward social landmines, forced Service Club assignments, and navigating the emotional labyrinths of girls he could never quite understand. That was before Haruhi Suzumiya transferred to Sobu High. Loud, brilliant, unhinged—and worst of all, bored—Haruhi is determined to revive her infamous SOS Brigade by targeting the most "interesting" people she can find. Unfortunately for Hachiman, his dead-eyed cynicism and psychological insight make him the ultimate enigma in her eyes. Yukino Yukinoshita isn’t far behind. Yui Yuigahama, as always, gets caught in the gravitational pull. But Haruhi isn’t just another eccentric student. Reality itself bends subtly around her will. Events repeat. Time hiccups. People act strangely. Only Hachiman seems to notice—and only Yuki Nagato, a quiet new transfer with unsettling calm, seems to understand. What begins as a war of social manipulation turns into something far deeper: a silent battle for control of reality, identity, and emotional truth. As Haruhi and Hachiman clash in escalating games of dominance, club activities, and unspoken yearning, the seams of the world start to unravel. In the end, this isn’t just about clubs or friendships or even romance. It’s about who gets to write the story—and who dares to rewrite it. ---

A man named Magus is part of a new revolution. But what will happen once all of his families secrets are revealed to the public?

After a brutal day on the construction site,Jaxon collapsed onto his cot with nothing but sore muscles, a cheap dinner, and a phone in hand. Out of boredom, he picked up one of those mindless urban web novels—complete with arrogant young masters, all-powerful protagonists, and women falling in love every other chapter. “Who writes this garbage?” he muttered, tossing his phone aside and cursing the story, the characters, and the plot that made no damn sense. Then he woke up inside it. Not as the protagonist. Not even as comic relief. He’s the villain—the arrogant heir of a wealthy family destined to be publicly humiliated, slapped down by the protagonist over and over again.

Lady Elara was always quiet — not because she lacked words, but because the world never deserved to hear the storms raging inside her. Behind her gentle steps and dawn-like gaze lies a mind sharper than any blade, and a soul burdened with secrets heavier than any tombstone. Alaric Blackthorne, the Duke cloaked in shadows and whispered rumors, is a man forever lost within his own cursed halls. Behind his cold presence hides a fear no one dares to face… except for the quiet girl whose arrival shakes the foundation of his haunted manor. Between moonlit corridors and ivy-choked halls, a dangerous connection blossoms. Torn between duty and desire, fate and freedom, Elara must decide: remain hidden within her silence… or rise to reclaim a strength she never knew she possessed. Meanwhile, Alaric must confront the darkness imprisoning him — and choose whether he’s willing to lose everything for the girl who brought him back to life. A story of quiet strength, forbidden love, and the delicate line between salvation and ruin. Will she find her voice before it's too late? Will he break free from the labyrinth of his own shadows? And when the final door opens… will they save each other, or destroy everything they’ve ever known? ---

He never meant to fall for another man—especially not this one. After the sudden death of his father, Henry Blyth returns home burdened by expectations, grief, and a family on the verge of unraveling. Navigating Regency-era society, he finds himself caught between duty and desire—torn between the young woman his family wants him to marry and the enigmatic Mr. Fitzwilliam, whose presence is far too intoxicating to ignore. What begins as polite conversation becomes something deeper. Something dangerous. In a world that would never accept their love, Henry must choose: conform to the life laid out for him—or risk everything for a chance at something real. Set in a time of rigid roles and whispered scandals, The Weight of Expectations is a slow-burn LGBTQ+ historical romance about love, loss, and the quiet courage it takes to live—and love—authentically.

" He wakes up in lives he doesn't remember… but each one feels like home.” Each night, he becomes someone else. Each morning, he questions if he ever was. Reality begins to fracture. Memories, dreams, identities—blur. And as the world folds in on itself, only one question remains: " What am I? "

...... In a future shimmering with scientific miracles, Dragan Reks stands as a brilliant prodigy. He isn’t driven by ambition or glory, but by something far more powerful: love. His entire world orbits around Aurelia, a luminous spirit burdened with a cruel fate. Born with sickle cell anemia, her life was a countdown of pain and fragile breaths. But to Dragan, she was worth everything worth risking it all. Defying every warning, he reached for an experimental breakthrough that could ruin him. He gambled his research, his reputation, even his sanity, just to save her. And he did. Her pain dissolved. Her glow returned. For a fleeting moment, their world felt perfect, as if love and science had conquered fate together. Then she left. She didn’t just leave the lab. She vanished from his life entirely, slipping away into someone else’s arms. No farewell. No explanation. Just an echoing emptiness where her laughter used to live. As months crawled by, Dragan tried to bury the ache in formulas and sterile white rooms. But grief doesn’t die quietly; it transforms, lurking in every quiet moment. Just as he began to forget the softness of her voice, Aurelia returned. She came back changed. Quieter. Still breathtaking. Still the center of the universe he had been trying to forget. But now she carried an invisible weight, her eyes shadowed with regret. She claimed she never stopped loving him. She said she made a mistake, that the other man meant nothing. But could Dragan trust her again? Could love survive the shattering blow of betrayal? Memories tangled with the present, flooding his heart with longing and rage. He was trapped in an impossible choice: she was alive because of him, yet he had lost her soul in the process. Now, faced with the woman he had saved and the scars she left behind, Dragan must decide. Should he open his heart once more and risk it breaking beyond repair, or finally close the door and walk away forever?

Ailín always thought healing meant becoming who she used to be. Until life broke her body — not as punishment, but as a final cry to stop hiding. Haunted by a shadow she named Oscurita, the voice that whispered she wasn’t enough, Ailín spent years chasing approval and silencing her true self. When an unexpected illness forces her to slow down, she finally asks: What if my body isn't attacking me... but begging me to listen? This is not a story of perfection. It’s a story of fear, silence, and the courage to rise again — one fragment at a time. To begin again, she had to rewrite herself. A novel of self-worth, emotional healing, and the quiet power of a woman reclaiming her voice.

She was a powerful scientists of the 21st century, wherever her name was mentioned, what comes after is fear and trepidation. Unfortunately, she met with an accident in the middle of her research. She was reincarnated into a crippled body. Here everyone called her crippled, thrash, good for nothing, incompetent. Very well, I will let you all know what a good for nothing is capable of. Also, the bastard called my fiance who is the cause of me being crippled also mocked me for my incompetence. Very soon I will let them have a taste of their own medicine. I really hope you guys will like my novel.

They were never lovers. Never promised each other anything beyond the shared responsibility of raising the most powerful, chaotic child the realms had ever seen. Lara, the infamous ex-commander with fire in her veins and mischief in her smile, walked away from war, titles, and politics—only to find herself tangled in a life she never expected. A life where she’s not the hero, not the villain, just the co-parent to a half-demon, half-Celestial whirlwind named Aliyah… and tethered, every single day, to the woman who both grounds her and keeps her at a distance. Sarisa, heir to the Celestial throne, is everything Lara is not—elegant, disciplined, devoted to duty. Once playful and soft, Sarisa has reshaped herself into something unshakable, a future queen too burdened to risk vulnerability. Especially when the court whispers that her daughter is an abomination. Especially when her mother has chosen a future and a spouse that doesn’t include Lara. They said they could raise Aliyah together. That it would be simple. No feelings. No future. Just two women bound by responsibility. But Aliyah is growing. Watching. Asking questions no child should ask with such clarity. And Lara is running out of ways to lie to herself. Because somewhere between sword lessons and bedtime stories, between stolen glances and unsaid words, Lara might have done the one thing she swore she wouldn’t. She might have fallen in love with the woman who was never meant to be hers. And Sarisa? She might already be breaking under the weight of pretending she doesn’t feel the same.

He Made Rules. I Was the Exception. He built walls. I came in smiling. Lucien Valdez lives by one rule: don’t get attached. Cold, powerful, and always in control—until I showed up. I was just supposed to be his assistant. But I talk too much. Smile too wide. And break every rule he swore to follow. He says I’m a distraction. But he stares too long. Softens too quietly. Falls too slowly. And just when I thought we were finally breaking his walls… He pushed me away. Not because he didn’t care— But because he cared too much.

> After dying in a tragic accident while saving a child, Wang Hao wakes up in the body of a frail boy named Shi Yao in a cultivation world known as Tianlun. This world is divided into six continents, and Shi Yao finds himself in the weakest of them — the Southern Kingdom. To his dismay, he inherits a body with shattered meridians, rendering him unable to cultivate and viewed as useless by those around him. Initially cared for by a mysterious, strong young woman who calls herself his sister, Shi Yao begins to piece together the tragic life his new body endured — orphaned, bullied, and left powerless in a world where might is everything. Despite his despair, he remains unwilling to give up. He searches for a system or advantage like those found in stories, but nothing comes. His chance comes unexpectedly. After being gravely injured during a beast attack while walking with a village boy named Li Wuji, Shi Yao is rescued by a dying cultivator named Bai Ling. In his final moments, Bai Ling gifts him the Heaven Devouring Pulse Art, a forbidden technique that allows him to absorb the energy of others and use it to strengthen himself. Alongside this, he implants a Meridian Seed into his body — a final, painful chance to rebuild what was lost. As Shi Yao endures the agony of regeneration, he steps onto a dark and uncertain path. His journey is no longer about survival — it's about defying fate, challenging the heavens, and discovering what price he's willing to pay for power ............ Dear readers, I want to thank you for giving my story a chance. This is my very first webnovel, and while the beginning may not be perfect, I promise you'll see steady growth and improvement as the journey unfolds. I’m constantly learning and evolving with each chapter. So stay with me, and let’s walk this path together.

Russel was a mortal boy that became a turning point for a wanna be Goddess that caused the hunt down of her species for her desire to maintain the very frail life of Russel. The story begins where her story left off.

Suppose you were born stronger than anyone. There are many protagonists in this story. They are considered a geniuses, but you are more talented and genius than them. And you never hide that everyone knows you are a genius. Our MC Jin was born in a powerful clan. He has everything. Before his birth, he activated the all-arounder system. A system that allows him to learn anything from any anime. Later, you will see that he uses Gojo Infiniy, Naruto Rasengan, Bankai, and many other things.

If you want to be loved by me, bring something useful. Like how the Countess of Baliman offered the exclusive iron ore transport rights. The marriage I chose to pay for my mother’s medical bills was a huge mistake. On her wedding night, Lily realizes that her married life will be hell from now on. Unable to divorce because of the damn money and struggling in hell, a man appeared before Lily. “Lily, if you wish, I’ll gladly become your lover.” The hero of the empire who subjugated the troublesome Salaman tribe. The second son of the prestigious Maximilian duchy and a man who proudly earned the title of count on his own. Herald Braden. “What I want from you is just one thing. Don’t push me away.” Despite his fierce and sharp appearance like a black panther, Lily melted helplessly at his gentle kindness like soft whipped cream.