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She woke up on a strange shore—in a body she didn’t recognize. No name. No past. All she had was a pendant trembling against her chest, and faint whispers calling her in an unknown language. In a world haunted by magic, ruin, and forgotten memories, she must navigate a perilous path through deadly secrets buried by a woman she was never meant to be. But the sea never forgets, and blood never lies. Will she uncover her true self—or drown in a fate that was never hers to claim? > Cover image is not mine. Every comment, like, or collection gives this lost soul a reason to keep writing. Let’s walk this journey together… one chapter at a time. One vote can change everything. Just like one soul did!

When an ordinary college trip leads Kartik to an ancient cave, he discovers a truth that should have stayed buried: a single, burning eye awakens on his chest—marking him as chosen by forgotten powers of Shiva himself. Whispers of dark villages that worship Asuras. Secret warriors who command divine spirit beasts, storms, and time itself. And an ancient war reigniting in the shadows of the modern world. Guided by descendants of a secret clan who worshiped shiva in the hidden village of Trinetra, Kartik is thrown into a world of deadly rituals, possessed people, and enemies who can raise the dead and command undead beasts. His only hope? To unlock the power of the divine eye before darkness claims everything he loves. Will Kartik survive the awakening… or become a sacrifice to powers older than earth itself? ⚡ Myth, mystery, and dark fantasy collide in this Indian mythology-inspired tale. Fans of action, secret clans, and ancient curses—welcome to the war.

"Please don’t hurt me!" Alisha’s voice cracked with terror as her back pressed against the cold wall. Her chest rising and falling like a hunted animal. The room felt too small, the air too heavy, like it was swallowing her whole. Her eyes locked onto the man before her. He was a stranger, yet something about him felt inescapable. He wore a wicked grin like her fear was his pleasure. "I’d never hurt you, Alisha," he said. "Like I told you... you’re my mate." His long and cold fingers trailed the curve of her cheek slowly. The touch sent a shiver rocketing through her spine, not from the chill, but from the claim. Her heart pounded violently, like it was trying to break its way out of her chest. She could hardly breathe. "It was you... wasn’t it?" she whispered, trembling. "You killed that thing... the thing that attacked me in the woods." His gaze sharpened. "Yes," he said without hesitation. "And I’ll do it again. A hundred times over, if it means keeping you safe." He stepped closer, and she could feel the heat radiating off him. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, her scent crashing into him like a drug. He staggered slightly, overwhelmed. "What are you doing?" she asked, voice brittle with confusion and fear. His eyes fluttered open, now dark with hunger. "I’m taking you in. God! your scent is intoxicating. I want to do wicked things to you, Alisha. You don’t know what you do to me." Alisha’s knees buckled. It was too much, the tension, the nearness, the threat veiled as desire. Every instinct screamed for her to run, but her body was frozen, caught between terror and some terrifying pull she didn’t understand. Just then, the door creaked open. "Alisha?" her mother’s voice called out. In an instant, the man vanished. A gust of wind brushed past her as if reality itself blinked and he was gone.

[You have slain an unknown divine shadow] In a dark cave deep within Yuno Mine, a young daredevil stood over a dissipating figure. A gut-wrenching weight of tribulation filled his chest. After the Great Doom War, humanity fled into the stars, leaving their home world drowned in radiation and ruin. Centuries passed, a young man named Enzo takes on the job of a freelance Weaver, hopping from planet to planet using Weave Pod technology, fighting for a better life. On one particular mining mission, he is drawn into a series of mysterious events where he is infected by a strange anomaly—Stardust. Now, he must face trials of the past and present as they collide before his very eyes. [Weaver, prepare for your first voyage]

After tragedy strikes his remote village, nine-year-old Kieran sets out on a journey to the capital, carrying only his training, his father's legacy, and a fire burning in his chest. With his home in ruins and his family lost, Kieran’s dream of joining the magical academy becomes something more—a vow to rebuild his house and honor the man who raised him. As he travels through wild forests, corrupted lands, and cities on the edge of chaos, Kieran finds unexpected allies and uncovers growing signs of instability in the world. Twisted beasts, unraveling mana, and ancient threats stir beneath the surface—and Kieran realizes that his journey is not just one of ambition, but of survival, purpose, and forging something lasting from the ashes of loss.

Arthur was a weak and cowardly boy who lacked the power to protect anyone—a truth brutally demonstrated when his parents were massacred while defending him during a Gate outbreak. As the sole survivor, Arthur spent weeks believing his life was over. When intense chest pains began, he assumed he'd been infected with corruption by the void creature that killed his parents and was merely waiting for death. What Arthur didn't expect was that these sensations actually signaled his Realm Core forming. In two months' time, he would be forcefully transported to the next realm and awaken new powers, becoming one of the world-renowned "Chosen" who protect humanity from Gate outbreaks. Now Arthur must rise through the heights of power, climbing each of the seven realms in hopes of saving his world... or does he?

To survive, the unfortunate Gong Qiying, who became the lord of the Sein Dungeon, had to make his dungeon extremely "hellish": Doors that "cannot be opened from this side", treasure chests "triggering teleport traps", a three hundred and sixty-five mile journey from the starting point to the BOSS room with no place to rest, monster knights with great bows on either side of a narrow bridge, and sinister ambushes around corners. There's also unavoidable visits to poisonous pits and hidden paths... Additionally, well-known fighters like Isshin Ashina, the Furnace Knight, Rajang, and the Scourge Legion bring unexpected surprises! Various unique rewards such as the Flaming Sword, Murky Hand Scythe, Rapid Slash Longsword, Sacred Oath, and Flame Empowerment will make you too happy to contain your joy! Gong Qiying: The most important thing in my dungeon is to ensure adventurers have fun!

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away… Run. For he is the devil. *** Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil. He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart. That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction. “I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~” “Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.” But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more. Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way? *EXCERPT* “I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare. Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”

Pursued by killers, she barged into a man's private room and became his antidote. After a night of abandon, she coolly plunged a dagger into his chest and vanished. Little did she expect, the man became addicted and chased her to Graham City, tempting her by any means necessary to drown with him. "Erik, what do you like about me?" The man pinned the sulking girl against him and fiercely silenced her with a kiss. "Unless I die, otherwise, you'll spend your next life...

When Chen Ke got electrocuted while gaming during a blackout, he didn’t expect to wake up in a world filled with demon armies, nine-headed dragons, and sword-wielding giants. Even more absurd—his soul now resides in the weak, sickly body of a fourteen-year-old noble heir in the war-torn Haotian Continent. But the real twist? A single strand of chest hair transforms into the very mouse he used to game with—now bound to his soul and unlocking supernatural powers with a simple click! [ Ding! Skill copied successfully. ] [ Ding! Enemy cultivation cleared.] [ Ding! Do you want to change the timeline?] Armed with a game-like system and his trusty mouse, Chen Ke can copy abilities, format enemies, and even send demon kings to the recycling bin! But with limited mental power and a world full of cultivators, monsters, and political schemes, surviving won’t be as easy as just clicking “yes.”

You feel it too, don't you? our connection?" he says. Maybe it's because he speaks so little, hearing his voice thrills me. Goose bumps spread over my flesh and i shiver. I'm sure he saw it. There's no way he could have missed it. My cheeks flush and i look away from Anthony's insistent gaze, backing up only to slam into Asher's chest. His arms encircle my waist and by the moon goddess it just feels so right. "I...i don't know what you're talking about" "Really baby?" Anthony steps forward so i'm sandwiched between them. "My bad then, i guess you're just cold" he says, eyes flicking down to my chest. I am mortified. The Blood Moon Alphas are the most feared and powerful in the land. They are rich, dominant and everyone in their path fears them. But there are some quite alarming rumors about them. It is said that they don't have a mate and they were cursed by the moon goddess to be alone forever. Until they met Anita, every belief about the false rumor was instantly vanished. They knew she was the one and she also knew they were the one for her. How could that be? Could it be a mistake? But there was only that feeling when she met them. Anita is sweet, kind and naive and they are all rough, dominant and possessive. Two opposites. Can their love stand the test? Read through this fierce story of romance, betrayal and hate. Protecting their pack and also defeating the villains on their way to a happy ending. Will they win the battle? Getting their happy ending at the end of the day or will this lead to total chaos for Anita and her loved ones and the total destruction of the Blood Moon pack. Will Love and Fate conquer or will this be a never ending cycle of pain and betrayal?

She was powerless. Now her spirit is bound to the most deadly student in the five kingdoms. Magic is prestige at Arcanis Academy—and those without power are nothing. Elira Thorne shows up at the gates as a joke, a mistake, a crestdless girl with no spark of magic in her blood. But during the academy's magical Power Awakening, something goes horribly awry. A forbidden mark blazes on her chest. The skies tremble. And a feared voice utters: "The Soul-Bond has awakened." In front of the whole academy, she is claimed by Kael Valen—the cold, unyielding Void Prince, wielder of dark magic and heir to a kingdom that was ravaged. Now, their souls are tied. Their fates entwined. And their bond can be the difference between an ancient prophecy that has the magical world reduced to ashes. But power always costs something. As Kael's enemies draw near, and Elira's magic begins to awake in terrible forms, one thing is for certain: She wasn't picked by accident. She was picked for war.

WSA He was supposed to die. A sword in his chest. His loved ones turning their backs. A world calling him monster. But the grave could not hold Zairen. Reborn in blood and ruin, he rises again—no longer the forgotten prince… but the Villain the world will never forget. With Red eyes that burn like judgment and a soul carved from vengeance, he will reclaim everything stolen from him. Not for justice. Not for mercy. But because it hurts more that way. Kingdoms will fall. Gods will bleed. And the name Zairen will be carved into history— Not as a hero. But as the one who burned paradise to ash… The one Crowned in Blood.

"W-w-w-welcome to the simulation zone." "New user recognized." "Proceeding to register..." "Please wait..." "Register complete." "Welcome, user number 4956: Evan Rotewed." In a world of mana, those without reserves for it gets left behind. Rules and regulations are set to categorize everything into neat piles, each promising the highest potential a person with mana can get. Starting his life at the rock bottom, Evan Rotewed swore he will rise above it all, even if he had to break the ironclad system the entire world holds close to its chest. Wave a hand to the broken reflection beyond the mirror of ones and zeroes. System Discord.

Arthur Reynolds lived as a quiet, compassionate soul who loved to read and workout in his spare time, sacrificed himself to save his family, trading his own life for theirs. In death, his journey was far from over. Reborn into the mystical world of Sylvara as Raegar Blackwood, he discovers a land teeming with Aether, prestigious magic academies, perilous dungeons, and fearsome monsters. Join Raegar as he learns how to harnass his Fusion Magic to become a legend in the making. Witness him conquer dungeons, win tournements and become the strongest.

They called him a mistake. A glitch in fate. A boy destined to die before his story even began. But when the so-called Hero plunged his sword into Kael’s chest, something ancient awoke within him. A voice. A system. > [CHAOS CORE ACTIVATED] Devour fate. Corrupt destiny. Rewrite the world. Reborn as the incarnation of Chaos, Kael no longer seeks justice—he seeks annihilation. For every god who watched in silence, for every hero blinded by pride, for every world that mocked his existence... he will unmake them all. He doesn’t level up like others. He corrupts. He consumes. He rewrites reality. Heroes will fall. Gods will kneel. Worlds will break. And in the ashes of creation... he will rise. > This is not the tale of a hero. This is the rise of CHAOS.

In a world condemned to destruction, a single man was sent — The End Writer, a nameless figure burdened with a mission he doesn’t understand. The sky rains hatred upon him. The guardians’ blades rest at his neck. The weight of his sins presses against his chest. Every step could be his last, and every decision forges a new path... Will he bring the world to its end? Or does the future still hold another fate?

[Warning!!! Contains Explicit Scenes, extreme gore, heart-pounding fight scenes, and an extremely combat loving MC!] Two millennials ago, Earth underwent an earth-shattering change. The gods were slaughtered by an unknown terrifying existence, and their potent blood spilled through the entire solar system, corrupting all life on various planets along with Earth. As a last resort, the gods created the Galactic Tower. Their inheritances, strength, and relics were placed as rewards for those who cleared each floor, proving themselves worthy. … Lucian Morningster, the golden boy of the city. He had a perfect life, had the prettiest girl, a good best friend and a very bright future. However, everything changed when he awakened an F-rank talent instead of the expected S-rank talent. “It must be a mistake?” “See? I told you he would awaken a trash talent.” “All that potential, for an F-ranker?” His girlfriend who awakened a C-rank talent, “What a waste, Lucian. My father took you in for nothing!” His best-friend who awakened an A-rank talent, “You know, seeing you so weak and vulnerable is kind of refreshing. She always hated your endless confidence, so do I. It’s no wonder she comes to me after being done with you.” Lucian, who was respected and envied now turned to a joke to the entire school and town. “Boom!” Those who he called friends attacked him, leaving him for dead in the Galactic Tower. … [Ding!] [Congratulations! 100,000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Self Regeneration (F-Rank) has evolved into Extreme Ungodly Regeneration (SSS-Rank)!] ──────────────────────── [Ungodly Regeneration] ▪ Class Rank: SSS ▪ Class Perk: — +∞% Vitality | x300% Mana (SSS) ▪ Class Skills: ➤ (SSS) Ungodly Regeneration: Instantly regenerates from any injury. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Shadow: Use your blood to awaken a blood shadow of slain enemies. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Extraction: Absorb the blood of the dead to gain random stat enhancements. [Upgradable] ────────────────── [Rerolling Standard Combat Spear...] [1,876x Reroll has been triggered!] [Standard Combat Spear → Blood Shadow Devourer(Legendary)] ──────────────────────── [Rerolling Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade)] [5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade)→Celestial Essence Amulet (Mythic-grade)] ──────────────── [Rerolling Tresure Chest[Bronze-grade).] [5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Treaure Chest[Bronze-grade)→Treasure Chest (Mythic-grade)] ••• While others spend their entire lives fighting for Mythical items, Lucian only had to reroll a common item into a mythical item. Equipping Hos Blood Shafows with Mythical grade armor and weapons, Lucian rose through the Tower with an unstoppable force. At the pinnacle, he looked down on the world with disdain. Some say with extraordinary powers, comes extraordinary responsibilities. Lucian: “Fvck that! I just want vengeance!” Extra Tags: No Yaoi, No Yuri, Possibly Harem (Vote! I can write either, and in any case, there will be multiple girls. The only difference is whether he chooses one in the end or goes the crazy path.. democracy is yours!)

Ken had to kill everyone in the town. He had made a deal. So, he started. First, he killed the priest. This was the man who said Ken should be beheaded. Next was the old woman. She had cheered the loudest. Then came his friends and neighbors. He also killed the schoolteacher. She had acted like she didn't see what was happening. With each death, a glowing mark appeared on Ken's chest. Each scream made a shadow behind a curtain grow stronger. But things felt wrong. As Ken killed more people, the world around him started to break apart. Reality seemed to glitch. When he looked in a mirror, his reflection didn't move with him. The stars in the sky changed their positions. They formed an eye that just stared. Then came the final sacrifice, the last living soul: his mother.

Goi, a lone swordsman, wanders the rugged provinces of all Gaya, wielding twin blades of bronze and steel. Haunted by an untold past, he forges his own path—confronting uncanny omens and supernatural beings that haunt his road. But what he seeks is not victory, nor vengeance—only balance. Within his chest rage the Seven Emotions, and with every encounter, he edges closer to mastering them.

AGE GAP!!! But I promise the characters only fall in love when they’re both legal. Still, the ML won’t make it easy for the MC. "A Little Too Close" Some hearts meet where they shouldn’t. Some feelings grow where they’re not allowed. Twenty-four-year-old Eugene spends his quiet mornings behind a café counter, pouring lattes and pretending his world is still intact. But when a group of high schoolers walks in on a cold Monday morning, something unexpected happens—he notices one of them. A boy with soft black hair, honey-brown eyes, and a smile that feels like sunlight through winter fog. Eugen doesn’t know why he can’t stop thinking about him. Why he still smells vanilla milk hours after he’s gone. Why something warm keeps blooming in his chest. Because feelings like this aren’t allowed. Not here. Not like this. Not with him. And yet... he hopes he comes back tomorrow.

After losing his mother at seventeen, Rick Fyer made one promise: be better than the world that broke her. Now twenty, he lives by routine—no friends, no feelings, no distractions. Just work, workouts, and a goal to stay focused. Until a girl with too much energy, a poet’s soul, and a stolen bench flips his world upside down. She’s everything he avoided. He’s everything she can’t quite figure out. But as their connection deepens, Rick finds himself facing more than just feelings—his past is catching up, and his heart isn’t the only thing at risk. A story of grief, healing, and the unexpected people who help us live again. If you love introspective characters, emotional growth, slow-burn romance, and dialogue that hits like real life — this one’s for you.

Born in chains. Trained to kill. Left to die. Mae-Bi was the lowest of the Demonic Cult’s assassins — a cursed tool, leashed by the Blood Blade Lord and forced to serve. He was nothing more than a weapon, one heartbeat away from death. Then came the mission that changed everything. Sent to kill a man even the Cult feared, Mae-Bi failed — and died. But death didn’t take him. The man he tried to assassinate gave him something worse: a second chance And a system. Mae-Bi wakes up in his eighteen-year-old body with a system in his head and decades of blood-soaked memory. The cult still lives. The cursed centipede still twists in his chest. But this time? He’s not their hound. He’s the blade at their throat. Also to clarify upfront: No romance. No harem. Just martial bloodshed, betrayal, and survival. This is Murim at its most brutal. And revenge is only the beginning.

Synopsis: The stadium roars with energy as the crowd cheers, a sea of faces all focused on one person—Fellicita. The undefeated champion. A storm in human form, her every spin an explosion of power, speed, and heart. She isn’t just a blader—she’s the force that electrifies the arena, the girl who lives for the thrill of the battle. But then—*a crash*. A freak accident. The sharp bite of metal as it spirals off course, and *boom*—Fellicita’s heart is pierced, literally and figuratively. Time slows. The air is thick with tension as she staggers, clutching her chest, feeling the cold sting of blood. The match is still going on, but everything else fades into the background. She won. But the victory feels hollow. Moments later, Fellicita is lying in a hospital bed, the sterile white walls pressing in on her. Pain radiates through her chest, but it’s the ache in her soul that burns deeper. The storm inside her is far from over—it’s just been muffled. She has to decide: step back and disappear, or keep fighting, risking everything all over again. She chooses to disappear. Enter "Felix". A quiet smile, a hoodie, a new life in a city where no one knows her name. No more tournaments. No more crowds. No more spinning blades—just the space she needs to heal, to breathe, and to find herself again. But the storm? It hasn’t gone anywhere. In this new life, Felix isn’t just hiding—he’s living. With every challenge, he spins with the same fiery spirit that once captivated millions. He doesn’t need a Beyblade to show his strength. He doesn’t need the cheers of a crowd to remind him of who he is. The greatest battles don’t happen in the ring. They happen "after" the final spin. "The fiercest storms don’t make noise—they return in silence.”

The big-chested officer in the army has been discharging milk. He has never seen such a situation before. Helplessly, he can only turn to you, a military doctor, for help... And after you taught him how to use the tool to suck it out, he gradually became dependent on you..

He narrows his green eyes at me as he leans back, folding his arms across his chest, "We're really going to do this again, aren't we?" "What do you mean?" I ask, annoyed. "This little game where you pretend to hate me, when I really know you're just in love with me," he replies, smirking. I scoff and roll my eyes, "In love?" I laugh loudly, "With you? No. I loathe you." Hating Jordan Gallagher was just so easy... "It's not that I don't believe in love. I just don't think it's meant for people like me."- Jordan Gallagher “Sometimes the people who hurt us the worst are the ones we need the most.”- Elyse Gates

Elara was crowned queen—and murdered on the same night. Reborn with every memory of betrayal still burning in her chest, she returns to the court with one mission: Make them pay. All of them. But standing between her vengeance and the throne are two men: Cladus — her silent knight with secrets far older than his sword. Loyal. Cold. Deadly. But what Elara doesn’t know… is that he’s no mere knight. He’s Duke Rhain, the hidden power behind kingdoms. And he’s chosen her. Auren — the beautiful, grinning prince who once killed her. In this life, he’s unpredictable. Dangerous. Maybe even on her side. In a palace ruled by masks and whispers, Elara must walk the edge of revenge, trust, and fate. And when love stands beside the blade— Will she cut down the past? Or crown it? He killed her once. Another man swore to protect her now. And this time— She remembers everything.

In a kingdom where nature no longer obeys, and monsters now bloom from the earth itself, one prince is called to find the only woman who might still understand the chaos to come. Eighteen years ago, Prince Dimiour was dragged to the edge of death—only to be saved by a girl with fire in her chest and fury in her bones. Now that girl is his fiercest knight, and his oldest friend. Together, they search for the missing Archmage of Nérou—Dimiour’s mentor, the last hope for a kingdom on the brink of unraveling. But something has changed in the wilds beyond the castle walls. Captain Thaddeus, the grizzled warhound who raised them, has vanished into the marshlands chasing whispers and scars. What he finds is worse than war: evolution gone rogue, fungal monsters that feed on the dead, and the terrifying truth that even the laws of magic are beginning to rot. As Dimiour and Rose follow the trail into a dying world, they must confront the legacies that made them—and decide whether loyalty is worth the cost of survival. Because in this world, the plants grow teeth… and they remember the taste of man.

The battlefield was silent. The embers of war had long since faded, leaving only scorched earth and broken bodies in their wake. In the heart of it all, a man stood with a blade buried deep in his chest, his dark heart impaled. His breath was shallow, his gaze distant, as if staring beyond the veil of this world. Kezess—once a ruler, once a tyrant, once a man who had brought nothing but ruin. Now, his story was over. Or so it should have been. Reborn in a fractured empire, Raizen Helios walks a path shaped by memories of a life long past. No longer the monster that once stood above all, he now fights for something beyond himself. His family, his people, the fleeting peace that could crumble at any moment. But the past is never truly buried. Whispers of old grudges, schemes woven in the shadows, and enemies waiting for the right moment to strike—history threatens to repeat itself. And when war comes again, when the abyss calls for another sacrifice, Raizen will have to decide. Will he fall once more? Or will he finally break free?