Porcupine Sing

Nathaniel, the Alien: Nathaniel was no ordinary resident here on earth. He is an alien with the ability to teleport, hear ringing sounds and stop time for a minute. He had not chosen earth as his home, but he was drawn to the chaotic world of earth with these mixed human emotions. The truth is Nathaniel had a unique power - he could feel the emotions of those around him. This often left him overwhelmed in the crowded city. One evening, as Nathaniel returned to his condo, he felt a surge of sadness and frustration coming from the building. It was intense and he knew it was coming from a new resident. Deciding to investigate, he went outside and found the source of the noise—a door next to him. A new neighbor. Sabrina, the Cursed Star: Sabrina was a woman of many talents. In her twenties, she is a vibrant writer, fashionista, model, dancer, and singer. She was a very loud person outside and had a hard time expressing her true feelings. She has her deepest secret, that is, as the evening progressed, she aged into her fifty—a curse placed upon her by someone who had felt slighted by her success and confidence. This curse had turned her life into a cycle of highs and lows, where she lived two different lives every single day.  The Encounter: On her first night in her new condo, Sabrina tried to ease her sorrow by singing. Her voice which is filled with sadness echoed through her entire living room. She sang song after song, hoping to find some comfort in the music. Meanwhile, at the night, Nathaniel who is sensitive to the noises and feelings of extreme emotions was not able to sleep. As he tried not to listen, but because of his power he was able to hear Sabrina even though the condo was separated by a good wall. At of irritation, Nathaniel decided to intervene. He teleported to her door and knocked it. Sabrina, startled of the knocked, opened the door to find a handsome young man with an otherworldly aura. "You know, I cannot sleep. Your voice is quite loud." his voice was cold. Nathaniel saw a lady wearing a long sleeve and has gloves in her hands, with shades on, facial mask on her face, holding a comb as her microphone, hair is messy despite having a cap covering her head. Her face was totally covered. Nonetheless, she is like a messed-up girl. Sabrina looked at him, surprised. Her day had been quite tough, and her only stress reliever was to sing tonight. "Oh, am I not allowed to just relieve? My mom told me dumb, my management told me I suck in dancing." she replied, her eyes are red from crying. "Even just for this singing, I even suck. Oh, but thank you, I am having a tough day." As they continue to collide in unexpected ways, a strange connection begins to form.

*My ridiculous days* follows Cao Shuai, a college freshman who travels far from home for university. His journey begins with a chaotic train ride where he meets an opinionated girl and later arrives at his campus, only to miss his stop. At college, he navigates messy dorm life with quirky roommates, survives awkward encounters like entering the wrong restroom, and joins hilarious competitions like a singing contest and a CF gaming tournament. Through misadventures like getting beaten up by thugs and dealing with strict teachers, Cao Shuai learns to adapt, forming bonds and finding humor in the absurdities of university life. This story blends humor and awkwardness, capturing the trials and triumphs of a freshman navigating adulthood.

In the ash-covered ruins of Cinderfall, where magic is born from the ashes of broken lives, Vren Tarsys, an Outcast with no power, discovers a forbidden gift: the Art of Ashes, capable of weaving living spells from the debris of the past. Pursued by the Ash Lords, a cruel elite who burn cities to dominate, Vren allies with outcasts to overthrow an oppressive hierarchy. But each spell binds him closer to the Mother of Ashes, an ancient entity whispering in his mind, threatening to consume the world. Between rebellion and sacrifice, Vren must choose: unleash a cursed magic for the Outcasts, risking apocalypse, or destroy it, at the cost of losing everything. Dive into a dystopian epic where ashes sing and souls rise!

In a city where music and dreams intertwine, a prestigious competition called the Symphonia Stage is held every decade. Contestants must perform breathtaking routines on the magical “Dream Stage,” where dance and song literally create illusions — called Dreamscapes — visible to the audience. Mio Hanabira, a cheerful but clumsy middle-schooler, stumbles upon an old, shimmering hairpin said to be a relic of the legendary “Dream Diva.” When she uses it, she discovers she can summon Dream Notes — mystical symbols that let her perform incredible dances beyond human ability. Mio is invited to Dream Academy, where aspiring Dream Idols train to master Yumeiro Performances — shows that combine singing, dancing, and spellbinding illusions. There, she meets: Rika Tsukino — a cool, ambitious girl who sees Mio as a rival. Hina Komori — a shy but talented girl with a mysterious connection to the hairpin’s origins. As the competition intensifies, the girls uncover a forgotten legend: whoever awakens the Aurora Symphony — the ultimate performance — can reshape the world’s dreams. But a shadowy organization wants to use the Aurora Symphony to plunge dreams into darkness… Together, Mio and her friends must learn to harness their Dream Notes, strengthen their bonds, and discover the true meaning of sharing dreams — before the final stage decides everyone’s future.

[Post-apocalyptic + System Space + Stockpiling + Base Building + Strong Female Lead + Reverse Harem + Not a Mary Sue] Who says a five-year-old can only be a burden? Yun Xiaoxiao, a formidable survivor in the post-apocalyptic world, is reborn six days before the apocalypse hits. Unloved by both parents and unwanted after their divorce, she decides to take matters into her own hands. At just five years old, she goes on a rampage. She empties out her father’s supermarkets and 4S car dealerships, landing him in the hospital. Armed with a super system in a world ravaged by zombies, extreme temperatures, and acid rain, she hoards enough supplies to last several lifetimes. She becomes a base-building maniac, constructing the strongest fortress in the post-apocalyptic world. Sunny Boy Next Door: “Little one, want big brother to sing you a lullaby?” Unlucky Bandit: “Kid, what do you want? I’ll get it for you.” Cool Big Brother: “Don’t be afraid. I’m here.” Yandere Hottie: “Little one, call me big brother and I’ll kill them all for you. How about that?” Hot-Tempered Brawler: “Shorty, who’s bullying you? I’ll beat them to death!” … Yun Xiaoxiao hastily raises her hand, “Stop, stop! I can take on ten at once!” “Whoever dares to bully me, I’ll finish them off myself!” (This story has no romantic pairings. Readers who mind this, please be cautious.) (The female lead appears innocent on the outside but is actually a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Her personality was shaped by the post-apocalyptic world, growing beyond the bounds of normal rules. So she’s a bit ruthless, a bit wild, a bit wicked…)

A lonely girl and a bird — both unable to fly in their own ways — share a silent friendship. She talks to the bird more than people. The bird listens. Sometimes, it sings. But as days pass, its feathers lose color, and its voice fades. The girl learns that the bird doesn’t sing not because it doesn’t love her, but because it sees no sky anymore. And when someone has no sky… They forget how to sing. A short and tender story about emotional captivity, quiet love, and learning to open the cage — even when it hurts .

"He is cursed, untouchable—desired by all, loved by none. When beauty becomes a weapon, and trauma sings in riddles... how long until even the purest soul is pulled in?" A psychological dark fantasy where love battles madness, desire hides danger, and the line between victim and villain disappears. Genres: Dark Fantasy • Psychological • Supernatural • Emotional BL • mixed culture ( Chinese & Japanese * mainly * ) • worldwide (Warning: Mature themes, trauma, and sensual tension. Not your typical BL.) ● This is not a story about lust—it’s about scars, soul ties, and dangerous longing. Expect hurt , healing , huntingly beautiful “Eyes talk louder than the tongue.” — Eyes of Broken Lilies : the untamed “Who do I call black and white... when both are hiding each other beneath?” — The Black & White Poem “ After raising you hidden inside this baiyan and carrijg the weight of this crawn ribbon.. this is what you returned me as a father ? — The Golden crawn ribbon “I know I did wrong. I don’t deserve the ribbon. But I only did it to hold you close...” — The Broken Mask

The world remembers him only in whispers. In stories meant to frighten children. In scriptures sealed behind church vaults. In the charred ruins of cities that dared to stand tall. They call him many things. The Lord of Endless Midnight. The Sovereign of Ashes. The Demon of the Last Light. No one speaks the name he once bore. No one remembers the man. His throne sits atop a black citadel built where no grass grows. No birds sing above it. No stars shine above its towers. The land around it decays — not because he wills it, but because the gods themselves turned their eyes away from him. He does not speak. He does not smile. He does not sleep. Only once in a while, when the flames of war flicker low, he dreams — and the world trembles. In those dreams, there is no blood. Only a woman’s laughter, soft and warm. A child running through wildflowers. A fire in a hearth that smells like safety. Faces blurred by time, yet never truly forgotten. He wakes. He feels nothing. And so he marches again. The world believes he seeks conquest. That he wishes to drown the continent in darkness. But that is not the truth. The truth is worse. He is not here to rule. He is here to erase. To burn the world that betrayed him, not out of hatred… but because it no longer deserves to exist. He tried to protect it once. He begged. He bled. He trusted. And for that, they fed him to the flame — and made him need the darkness. It was not always like this. He was not always this. He once had a name. He once had a family. He once had a friend who called him brother. They are gone now. He remains. Not Kael Viremont, the Duke of the Western Vale. No. That man died in chains of ash and blood. What remains now… ...is a silence the gods cannot bear to hear. Let the world scream his name in fear. Let them curse the night he fell. Let them pray to empty heavens. For the last light is long gone. And its scream has only just begun.

Richard Maddox, a once-promising football prodigy, dreamed of becoming a star. But just as his dream was within reach, it was abruptly shattered when he banged his head on the goalpost, fracturing his skull. Forced into early retirement, Richard vanished from the public eye. People thought Richard Maddox was done for. However, no one expected that during his unconscious state, his spirit detached from his body. He drifted through time, witnessing the world of football from the perspective of a ghost. It was strange, unpleasant, yet exciting. No need for tickets or travel—he could simply fly. England, Italy, Spain, Germany—the best football countries in Europe—and even the passionate South America, the energetic Africa, and the growing Asia—Richard observed the rise and fall of football giants, all from the sidelines. However, watching football from the other side was quite different from experiencing it live. He missed the cheering, singing, and chanting with the other fans. No one could hear him now. No one could watch football with him. He was... alone. Just as Richard was about to be bored to death, his soul was sucked back, and he realized that only an entire year had passed. 'Interesting,' he thought, laughing. “I could bet, invest in companies that will succeed in the future, and get rich. Bitcoin, I'm coming, baby.” but who could have guessed that Richard would dive so deep into the world of football—From owning a single share to testing the waters as a scout, trying his hand as an agent, and eventually stepping into the world of coaching, before finally diving into the realm of football club ownership. It has truly been a full spectrum of football, the highs and the lows. Join us as we welcome Richard Maddox!

[The female lead in this story is explosive, the male lead is arrogant, there's a mountain of dog food (sweet moments), and it's a story full of slag-abusing and monster-fighting, with a double dose of pampering joy.] Ye Jiuliang was naturally cold and ruthless, with a fierce and wild approach to life. To the Ye Family, she was a calamitous lone star, and to the onlooking crowd, she was "Ninth Master". It was said, no one was more arrogant than Ye Jiuliang; if she was second, no one claimed the first place. Irritatingly, in the eyes of Li Mochan, she was his little wolf cub, the little rascal that he, Li Mochan, intended to pamper to the skies. In the capital, it was widely rumored that the Li Family's Crown Prince could reduce people to ashes with just one look. And yet, this precious and aloof figure was actually teased by Ye Jiuliang, and it seemed even... blushed. ** Upon returning from a business trip, Li Wuye cornered her in a dim stairwell, his fingertips sliding over her porcelain white neck, "How many little brothers are there?" Meeting his dark gaze, Ye Jiuliang arched an eyebrow, "Is Li Wuye in the mood to beat someone up?" "So what if I am?" Li Mochan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Feeling pity?" Ye Jiuliang held back a laugh and nodded, "The little brothers can't take a hit, can you go easy on them?" [In the private room where Xiang Tian and others were singing their hearts out, they inexplicably felt a chill running down their spines.] Li Mochan buried his face in her shoulder and spat out fiercely, "I cannot." Those who dare to flirt with his wolf cub deserved a ruthless beating.

Miss Witch's 'warm' daily life in the Cyber Interstellar Era, occasionally epic and impassioned. ———— She was a timid girl who grew up in the cyber metropolis. She was a crying child trudging through the mud. She was a Legendary star admired by the vulgar masses for her transcendence. She was a dark songstress who brought sorrow and tears to the world. She was a cold-hearted Witch who could not speak of false hope. She was a bloodstained Angel singing the finale... _____ Enjoy the latest masterpiece "Eternal Night Witch" by the handicapped author, Azure Sky Chapter. This book is also known as "Miss Witch's Work Diary". "I Have to Hide My Identity as a Color Level Songstress". "Is It Okay If I Can Only Pilot Gundams?". "The Shadowy Queen Behind the Federation". "If I Were to Sing That Finale". "We Will Eventually Unite as One".

In a world where beast tamers dominate society through strength and spirit bonds, a cautious and unassuming young man named Rei Valen lives in the bustling city of Orenth. Laughed at as a "failed tamer" due to his seemingly weak bond beasts—a lazy furball, a singing frog, and a cowardly squirrel—Rei hides a terrifying secret: Each of his beasts is a legendary-class creature in disguise, capable of wiping out armies. But Rei doesn’t want fame. Instead, he wants a peaceful life, build a trading guild, grow a potion brand, and quietly create an empire… all while avoiding battles and staying under the radar. However, fate won’t leave him alone, as absurd situations and underestimated challenges keep forcing him to act.

"In Hollywood, dreams are made and broken every day. But some dreams refuse to die." Thirteen-year-old Vince Carter arrives in Los Angeles with nothing but raw ambition and an unshakeable belief in his destiny. When most kids his age are worried about homework, Vince is determined to conquer Hollywood. But Vince harbors a secret that will change everything. When he encounters scripts, he discovers an extraordinary ability, one that allows him to truly become the characters he reads, experiencing their lives, emotions, and wisdom as if they were his own. And today, he takes his first step into an industry that will never be the same. So come and join him, for his adventure has just begun. Singing? He'll top the charts. Acting? Critics will call him a generational talent. Directing? Box office gold will follow his name. Producing? He'll reshape the industry itself. From an unknown thirteen-year-old to Hollywood royalty, Vince will carve his own path to stardom, one unforgettable performance at a time. But in a world where talent meets ambition, where childhood innocence battles adult wisdom, and where every role shapes his soul, can a young dreamer with an impossible gift truly conquer it all?

“The world’s a mystery. Always has been,” says a wanderer. He’s crossed cities, braved kingdoms, and chased the edge of maps—all to reach the places known only in whispers: the Willfall. But he’s not just chasing a myth. He’s chasing a question too. What gives people direction? Plagued by indecision, driven by wonder, the wanderer walks the world— perhaps to find an answer. Perhaps to lose himself in the search. "When the world sings, you have to listen. But when you sing, it slides you off a fall." A quote that echoed within…someone.

[Ultra Short Version - Terry has game abilities—XP leveling, resource gathering, crafting items in seconds, spamming them in battle, and even granting others the same powers.] ------ [Short version] Terry's soul was a hollow flute. Isekai'd into a brutal world of monsters and dungeons, but with game-like powers, he was used as a pawn, then betrayed and abandoned. But in that emptiness, something ancient began to stir. Now he drifts unseen, collecting every secret and sin, his hollow core twisting into a hunger no one can escape. The flute has begun to sing. And when he plays, the world that cast him aside will drown in the music of his revenge. ----------------- [Long Version] Terry never had the wish. Had no big dreams. Never wanted to be great. No fire of ambition in his heart. Just emptiness. Maybe that's why he was chosen. A perfect vessel. Cracked and full of holes. Empty enough for something old and powerful to slip in. Like a flute waiting to be played, shaped to carry a god's lost song. He woke up in Tarnheval, a brutal medieval world choking on its own glory. Monsters lurking beneath shattered citadels. Dragons nesting in the ruins of dead kingdoms. Dungeons that swallowed entire generations. And nobles who smiled as they carved out power from the bones of the helpless. They looked at him and saw nothing worth fearing. Just a vessel to be filled. A weapon to be used. So they betrayed him. Abandoned him. He was sacrificed. Forgotten. But he did not forget. Quiet. Watching. Every move the nobles plotted behind cold stone walls. Every sin the great families buried beneath silk banners. Armies that slaughtered innocents they had sworn to protect. And Terry drifted through it all. Unseen. Unremarkable. Absorbing every dark truth, every whispered lie, every dying breath. Noting. Remembering each. Because something inside him was waking up. Something older than Tarnheval itself. The flute had begun to sing. His emptiness turned into hunger. A hunger for truth. A hunger for ruin. The one they abandoned was becoming the weapon they couldn't stop. And whether the world lives or falls, it will happen to the music he plays. #IsekaiEpic #AbandonedHeir #DungeonCrawling #DragonTaming #War #TheEmptyHero

Vivi - daddy Edgar said that im a fat. Daddy no 1 - who called you fat? No one can call you fat except me Daddy no 2 - I'll make him fat Daddy no 3 - posts on social media and supports his daughter Daddy no 4 - kidnaps him Imagine waking up one day to find your best friend gone without a trace. Then, after six long years, she suddenly reappears, but with a surprising request - to entrust you with her six-year-old child. Confusion sets in. Why would she leave her child with the same people she left behind years ago? Weren't they abandoned for the sake of love? It seems unlikely they'd provide proper care. But wait, why are they seen shopping for baby items? And why are they vying for the child's attention? Welcome to the world of our protagonist, a young girl left in the care of four seemingly unkind "daddies." How does she cope with fathers who can't even tell bedtime stories or appreciate her cuteness? Instead of showering her with love, they label her as fat and ugly, even criticizing her singing. It's a tear-jerking situation. Her solace lies with her loving mommy, grandma Cincha, and her dear classmate, Dicky. But Dicky seems to have vanished after meeting her daddies. Where did he go? In this novel, we delve into the fun rollercoaster of a young girl's life, navigating through ups and downs, affection, and the search for belonging. Join me as we uncover the mysteries surrounding her mother, her distant daddies, and the unexpected bonds. _________ This is a Slice of Life novel without DRAMA only cuteness! No cheating couples, no stepmother-stepsister drama, no faceslapping & no revenge. There would be lovestory of the leads but i wont tell you who is the male lead! This is only for fun reading! An everyday story of a cute baby with 4 daddies. Trust me you will love this!

Melody in the Passing of Time In modern Japan, where each season sings its own story and music becomes the language of the heart, a young guitarist named Axel struggles to find harmony amidst loss and longing. Gifted with soulful melodies that echo his inner world, Axel’s life is steeped in bittersweet memories—the absence of his mother, the warmth of shared moments with friends, and the lingering notes of a past that still resonate. “Melody in the Autumnus” also means “Melody in the Passing of Time” is a richly woven tapestry of romance, music, and family legacy. It explores how the notes of the past echo into the present, how every chord of love and loss builds the soundtrack of our lives, and how, even as time marches on, the melodies that shape us remain ever-present—a timeless symphony that binds hearts across generations.

"You’re ours," Varen whispered, his voice a velvet threat, "and we don’t share unless it’s with each other." I was never supposed to matter. An omega raised in the shadows, hidden behind my warrior family's shame, I only ever wanted to survive. Maybe, if I was lucky, find love with someone like me— someone quiet. Gentle. Unseen. But the moon had other plans. And under its eerie blue glow, three impossibly powerful, dangerously beautiful Alphas—triplets— claimed me as their mate. Varen. The charming firebrand with a wicked tongue and a sugarcane smile. Kiel. The silent forest poet who sings to wolves and kisses like moonlight. Thorne. The battle-scarred leader who doesn’t believe in fate... yet burns when I walk away. They were meant to lead the pack. I was meant to be nothing. Now I’m caught between them — between chaos and devotion, between savage protection and secret longing. I should have run the night they called me "mate." But when my bloodline reveals a rare power the world thought extinct, I become the key to a storm that could tear our world apart. Betrayal bleeds through every shadow. My family sold me. My enemies want to own me. And love? It was never supposed to look like this. But maybe fate didn’t get it wrong. Maybe I was never made for one mate. Maybe I was made for them all.

Coco Coison, after her untimely death at the hands of a fairy, finds herself transmigrated into the body of Coco Hughes, a woman with a troubled past. However, Coco was bestowed upon an ability: she was given abilities similar to Lala, a garden fairy, as compensation from Lala's sister. Eager to embrace her new life and start afresh in this unfamiliar world, Coco soon discovers that her new reality is far from what she wanted it to be. She encounters the four husbands of Coco Hughes, only to learn that they harbor deep resentment towards her due to Coco Hughes's abusive behavior— both physically and emotionally. Despite her intentions to lead a better life, Coco realizes that she must go through the complicated relationships and work to mend the damage caused by Coco Hughes to the husbands, who are now tied to her fate. Coco Coison must confront her past actions in a world where she is both an outsider in the lives of those Coco Hughes has wronged while carving a path for her to separate herself from her husbands. However, they seem to have another plan. "Where are you going, Coco? Going to that inn? To that friends of yours? How about staying here for the night instead?" The first husband who wouldn't allow her stay because of the other husbands has now starting to suggesting for her to stay. "Coco, what the f*ck are you eating? Was it from that chef in the inn again? How many times do I have to tell you that you should come to me so I could cook something for you?!" The second husband who doesn't like her around suddenly told her that he would cook for her. "The village chief told me that you went to the other villages to get me books again. I thought I told you to stop doing that and not put yourself at risk?" The third husband who loves books more than anything else and hated her guts had scolded her for doing her supposedly weekly task given by him. "Who told you to go and ask those mediators to sing for you? Do I look like a statue? I'm right here, aren't I? I can do it for you." The fourth husband who doesn't like to sing for her had made it his daily task to go to her just so he could sing her for her so she won't ask for someone else. Coco Coison only wanted to live her life peacefully and earn money so she could divorce the four husbands, but it seems like they didn't want that. "It seems that tons of leeches want to have you around, huh? How about we get ourselves busy and have some kids fill the empty space of this house?" If you're not a fan of the mentioned things below then please don't read this book. — Boys love and Girls love. — Mentions of harem and reverse harem. — Focuses on romance. — Suggestive and mature content. — Grammatical errors.

Noen Vale was a boy whose song was never heard. On Earth, his dream of becoming a musician was crushed — by society, by family, and finally… by himself. One silent night, he gave up. And in that silence… his song ended too. But he didn’t stay silent. Not forever. He woke up in another world — a world where music isn’t just art… it’s magic. In this world, emotions are spells. Pain sings. Memories hum. And music doesn’t just heal wounds — it touches the soul itself. Now, Noen travels from city to city, not to become a star… but to make sure no broken heart stays unheard. But the deeper he plays, the darker the silence becomes. Because in this world… silence isn’t empty. Silence fights back. And sometimes, the loudest voice… is the one that was never heard.

Sorin was a simple person arriving in a big city to look for work. Many people said he was too naïve. He didn't believe them, of course he didn't. So why has he been so naïve to enter this place? Why has he been so naïve to not run at the first scream? Why did he stay when he saw the blood? Why didn't he run when he saw him? Standing in that chair, watching him with those dark blue eyes? - - - - These are the only two chapters I wrote. I intend to write the rest, but I am curious to see if others like my writing style, to see if others find my story engaging enough. It is a little test. Unfortunately, to write the entire story will take me a few months, maybe a year, since I don't like to write a chapter and then post it. I prefer to have the entire story finished. I just hope it is interesting enough and if you have some criticism, I am more than happy to hear it.

Ashton is stuck between an underwater volcano, and a heart devouring dragon. Metaphorically speaking anyway. The princess of the sea has sworn on her mother's life to drag him down. Problem is, Ashton can't be killed. So after hundreds of years of pulling beasts of legend to her side, rewriting history, and backing him into a corner where he broke his heart into pieces, she thinks that with one final push... she may convince Ashton to simply end his own existence. Ashton is fully aware of her little schemes, it's not every day a dragon get's its still beating heart ripped out, then is bound to the land it ruthlessly conquered. Ashton would have even found it mildly poetic that the slain dragon was now forced to bless the land for all eternity... if, and emphasis on the IF, the blessing hadn't been twisted into a curse for the last 700 years. Now, Ashton has a few minor inconveniences to deal with. First, he's stuck in a decaying body. Second his memories aren't fully intact. Third, it would prick his pride if the descendants of "blessed" dragon died while he was in their territory. Fourth, he has two really, really, REALLY scary siblings that don't always bother with the details. Fifth, the only reason this princess and her mother even had the chance to scheme against him is because he was looking for a possible mate. He's the only one of his kind, thousands of years alone has him craving for a companion... for a heart to sing just for him... There are really only two outcomes now that Ashton is starting to regain his memories. Will the princess succeed in dragging him down, used as the new sacrifice to keep the "blessing" going, or will he ascend?

Genre: Fantasy, Adventure, Mystery, System, Coming of Age Tags: Overpowered MC (later), Ancient Secrets, Hidden Identity, Magic Awakening, Fate, Slow Burn Power Growth, Mysterious Artifact, Dark vs Light --- Synopsis: > "The sky bled fire… and I felt it in my bones. Like the world was whispering my name." They called him Ash—a nameless orphan found in a bed of unburnt soot, wrapped in cloth that never caught flame. For sixteen years, he lived quietly in the frost-bitten village of Drelda’s Keep, shunned by the people and haunted by dreams of distant towers and a sword that sings beneath the earth. But when a burning comet shatters the ancient mountain and a forgotten sigil awakens beneath his touch, everything changes. The sky splits. The gods stir. And Ash is marked by an ancient power the world buried long ago. Hunted by kings, feared by priests, and followed by a secret voice that calls him “child of the star,” Ash is forced to leave behind the only home he’s ever known and journey into a world that wants him dead—or worse, worshipped. But there’s something inside him that even he doesn’t understand… Something old. Something bound in flame and ash. And it’s just starting to wake up. --- He doesn’t know who he is. But the world remembers. Let the embers burn. The legend begins.

Eighteen-year-old Minjun has never fit into the mold his parents dreamed for him. While his friends chase university acceptances and stable futures, Minjun stands alone on a rain-soaked Seoul rooftop, whispering his hopes to the night sky and scribbling lyrics into a battered notebook. He’s not just another boy who wants to be a K-pop idol — he wants to write his own songs, sing his own truth, and stand under the stage lights as his own kind of star. When a small but influential entertainment company unexpectedly invites him for an audition, Minjun thinks this might finally be his chance. But inside the dazzling world of K-pop, dreams cost more than just time and talent — they demand sacrifice, secrecy, and the strength to stand up every time the industry knocks him down. As Minjun fights for a spot on the trainee roster, he navigates brutal competition, midnight rehearsals, and hidden rivalries that could break his spirit or make him stronger than ever. Along the way, he forges fragile friendships, clashes with idols who see him as a threat, and discovers how far he’s willing to go to keep his songs his own — in an industry where even dreams can be manufactured. Idol of the Night is a raw, heartfelt journey through the shadows behind the spotlight — a story about finding your voice when everyone wants to rewrite your song, and the courage it takes to stand alone under the brightest lights.

In the world of Eltherra, power is everything—and power is measured by levels. From the moment a person awakens their class, they begin the sacred journey of leveling up: defeating monsters, completing quests, mastering skills, and earning divine favor. For most, it is the only path to survival, status, and meaning. But for Adam, an orphaned farm boy from a forgotten border village, that path shatters on the day he risks his life to save a dying girl from a monster he should never have survived. Instead of dying, Adam awakens a mysterious and forbidden power: the ability to create skills, override the system, and see the code beneath reality. The system calls him a Revenant Codemancer—a class that doesn’t exist. The gods call him a mistake. The empires see him as a threat. As Adam levels up, he begins to unravel the truth behind the system that governs the world. He discovers ancient secrets, forgotten gods, and corrupted empires built on lies. But leveling up is not enough. Not when the system itself is broken, not when the rules of reality can be bent—or rewritten. With unlikely allies at his side—a rogue with a haunted past, a paladin torn between duty and desire, and a half-demon bard who sings truths no one wants to hear—Adam embarks on an epic journey to reshape the world. Not just to rise through the levels… …but to transcend them. Because in a world ruled by gods, monsters, and leveling systems, Adam doesn’t just want to survive. He wants to rewrite the endgame.

She wasn’t meant to stand in the spotlight. Not with her raw voice, untamed spirit, and a heart that refused to bend to the rules of fame. But when the world tried to silence her, she sang louder. In a glittering industry built on perfection, she chose truth — even when it came at the cost of love, reputation, and her place on the stage. He saw her fire before she did. He stood by her when no one else dared. But when pressure cracked their fragile connection, he let go… and she was forced to rise alone. Through whispered betrayals, haunting melodies, and a silence heavier than any applause, she discovers that freedom is not the absence of pain — but the decision to sing through it anyway. And when he returns — too late, too tender, and yet still hers — they share one final kiss that doesn’t save them… but leaves a note behind that no one else will ever hear. More Than Free is a heartbreaking and luminous story of self-discovery, first love, and the music that remains long after the song ends.

"Ding, the host has opened the invincible realm! As long as the host is here, you will be invincible in the realm!" As a dead person, Huan Changge traveled through the fantasy world and encountered countless monsters and ghosts from the outside world. Huan Changge decided not to leave his invincible realm before becoming an immortal. I am bored in the realm so I train few good disciples, and accidentally cultivated them into masters of the cultivation world, turning the world upside down. Godly Scriptures I wrote casually, has become the most powerful practice in the heavens, and immortals, Buddhas, gods, and demons are desperately fighting for their lives. Plant a few fields, and there are immortality herbs everywhere, and if you eat one plant, you will become an immortal. The world is crazy because of me. Those who step into my invincible realm with bad intentions, I just wants to say: "Kneel down and sing to be conquered by the master." Cause I am Invincible.

Silent Noise For the past five years, people have been going missing - in the most mysterious way. It always starts the same. They begin to lose their minds. Not gradually - suddenly. Violently. They rant about a noise only they can hear. But they insist... it's not just noise. They describe it as a melody - strange and haunting. Piano chords layered with birdsong, ocean waves crashing, and, oddly, the crackle of chains - like someone imprisoned. And then, a hum. A low, slow hum... like a prisoner singing to himself in the dark. But the hum is unsettling. Beautiful... but wrong. Like Lucifer humming a lullaby to his master before the fall. They say it draws you in like a siren's call. Sweet. Hypnotic. Irresistible. Until it doesn't stop. Until it becomes constant. Then it becomes noise. A maddening one. Worse than any alarm - like an emergency call you can't ignore. Ring. Ring. Will you answer it? That beautiful, cursed sound that only you can hear? Or will you let it ring... let it drive you mad? Because once you hear it... it never stops. And no one else can hear it. So they pick up the call, whispering: "I can hear you... I'm not mad... or am I?" Some sob. Some chuckle. And then they follow the sound - into the unknown. They never return. No bodies. No signs of death. Just madness... and a strange melody. Doctors call it insanity. All medical reports show the same signs: Auditory hallucinations. Psychological breakdown. Patients are declared unstable, admitted, treated... And then - they vanish. It's been five years. Ten people gone. No trace. No clues. Just the same mysterious melody. The media calls it a hoax. The police call it a prank. "Kids being kids," they say. Excuses. Lies. Silence. And then one day... it stopped. No more madness. No more disappearances. No more sound. That was the day Isabella Eric came to Edenville. A town drowning in secrets. A girl with a life far from perfect. A past she barely understands. But her arrival is no accident. She doesn't know it yet - but Isabella has a connection to the Silent Noise. A deep one. A dangerous one. What is her purpose in Edenville? What ties her to the missing people? Will she face the melody? Will love save her... or destroy her? Find out in SILENT NOISE.

Luo Ning, a cannon fodder female supporting character in a celebrity circle's group pet novel, gets a rerun of life—this time she refuses to be the cannon fodder! Haters clamor: "Luo Ning is just a vase, bad at singing, dancing, and acting; always riding on top celebrities' coattails to generate heat, first-class in everything but talent except for her looks." Later, when Luo Ning who excels in singing and dancing, skilled in musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, and painting, survival skills, gourmet cooking, and also proficient in drawing talismans and fortune-telling appears before the public—extremely beautiful, highly intelligent, and with explosive acting skills. Haters are convinced: "Sister, I can do it!!!" Suddenly, one day a bombshell hits social media. A photo of the mysterious film emperor Lu Xun kissing Luo Ning's cheek surfaces, igniting a whirlwind of scandals across major headlines. Fans and onlookers do not believe it, "Impossible! The photo must be positioned in a misleading way, Luo Ning wants to cling to the film emperor for hype again, shamelessly chasing for popularity and traffic!" Before Luo Ning could respond, the usually low-key Lu Xun clarifies first. @LuXunV: The photo wasn't positioned misleadingly; the shameless one is me! Following this, everyone witnesses the film emperor changing styles daily on social media, showing off his love; either showcasing the cuisine made by Luo Ning or her beautiful photographs. Fans and the public are stunned, never expecting such a demeanor from the film emperor...

Blaze of Glory A fart-propelled sniper. A time-traveling scientist with a broken hand. A sentient custard blob humming Glenn Miller. Together, they will accidentally break time, punch a god, and save existence from being edited into a bland Wikipedia entry. It starts on D-Day, 1944. Dr. Juniper Flux, a future-born, sarcasm-loaded chronologist with a glitchy time machine and a chroniton-infected arm, crash-lands smack into World War II. She’s supposed to observe quietly. Instead, she teams up with Hank Rigby — a flatulent sniper-poet with Dragonbone scars, a tragic past, and exactly zero impulse control. Together, they dodge Nazis, awaken a sentient custard blob named Yoggy, and ruin the multiverse's carefully curated silence. History gets rewritten. Gods get angry. One explodes from emotional oversaturation. Fifteen years later, the universe is broken. Entire timelines are being "shushed" by Reapers — cosmic librarians with giant scissors who hate jazz, love order, and really want everyone to just be quiet forever. Enter: the Custard Rebellion. Now, armed with a memory-firing revolver, a jazz-powered war mech, timeline tacos, and the collective trauma of an exploded pantheon, Juni, Hank, Kaelen Thorn (the last god of noise), and Yoggy must sing, scream, fart, and fight their way to the heart of the Greater — a being trying to delete every spark of emotion from reality. It’s loud. It’s messy. It’s glorious. And it smells faintly of burned tortillas and cosmic regret. [five star] “Finally, a book that combines time travel, emotional damage, jazz warfare, sentient desserts, and fart-based heroics. I laughed, I cried, I loudly declared war on the Reapers using only a kazoo. If you don’t read this, you hate fun.” Deadpool (Probably)