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Anya, 28, carries an air of quiet resilience beneath her graceful exterior. With olive-toned skin, soft black waves, and deep green-hazel eyes, she moves through life with gentle confidence, her delicate floral dresses and matching earrings reflecting her understated strength. Balancing university lectures and restaurant shifts, Anya’s world is a delicate dance of responsibilities, yet her heart harbors untold stories memories and feelings she guards closely. Elias, in his early thirties, is the embodiment of poised elegance. Tall and fair-skinned, with piercing ice-blue eyes that seem to see straight through the surface, he exudes a calm power and precision shaped by his senior role in corporate management. Behind his minimalist style and commanding presence lies a man who has built walls around himself, wary of letting anyone close. Their worlds collide unexpectedly on a crisp spring evening at the restaurant where Anya works. The sight of her in casual attire, her hair loose and framing her face softly, captures Elias’s attention like nothing before. For Anya, seeing Elias a figure from headquarters, calm yet intense stirs emotions she hadn’t expected to confront while juggling her busy schedule. As their encounters grow from silent, stolen moments to hesitant conversations, both must navigate the complexities of their lives Anya’s demanding shifts and personal struggles, Elias’s corporate pressures and guarded heart. A shared ride to the train station, gentle teasing, and quiet confessions slowly chip away at the walls between them. Set against the backdrop of everyday challenges and small moments of connection, their story unfolds as a tender exploration of trust, vulnerability, and the courage it takes to rewrite one’s own story. “Silent Collisions” is a romance about two souls learning that sometimes love comes not in grand gestures, but in the quietest, most unexpected encounters.

Spring and Fall—two sides of the same coin. When Spring loses everything in a single night—her powers, her lover, her purpose—she vanishes into silence, trying to fight for her life. Years later, she’s summoned back to the capital by royal command… only to find herself face-to-face with him—Fall. Her first love. Her deepest betrayal. He acts like he never stopped loving her. She’d rather die than believe him again. But as secrets unravel and the kingdom teeters on the edge of arcane chaos, Spring is forced into uneasy alliances. The truth is buried deep. The Veil is opening again. And Spring’s curse is beginning.

Tomás has the ambition to become a writer, but his teacher, who has guided him until today, is seriously ill. In his quest to find a way to forgive himself and not die alone, Tomás will try to bring him back to his family before he dies. On this journey, he will find himself and discover how the love of an older woman can either hurt him or save him.

As everyone knows, there is a power in the southern region that absolutely cannot be provoked—the Grass Hall. The eldest disciple is the Sword Saint of the southern region, with a godly understanding of swords. The second disciple is the Eternal Empress, who ruled an era. The third disciple is a great scholar of the current generation, the reincarnation of the immortal of literature. The fourth disciple is the reincarnation of a demon god, suppressing the Nine Hells. Lu Changsheng: Me? I'm nothing special, just their master.

After being harassed and then blamed for it, Hazel becomes the villain in front of everyone's eyes. She thinks life cannot get any worse, but she is proven wrong when her parents give her the biggest shock of her life: an arranged marriage. Or is it only getting better... But after having her trust broken so many times, will she be able to trust someone in such an intimate relationship now?

After years of quiet, the ghost from her haunting past brutally reclaims her. The possessive and dangerous Sank shatters Ellina's fragile, broken life, unraveling a dark history and leaving a trail of violence in his obsessive wake. Now trapped in his grasp, Ellina must confront the man who refuses to let her go.

Sky isn’t just a fan. He lives anime. He speaks in quotes. He dodges invisible attacks during class. He believes there’s a hidden power within him—just waiting for the right moment to awaken. Everyone calls him crazy. But he doesn’t care. Because he knows one thing: “In every anime, the MC starts misunderstood.” One night, during his 100th rewatch of his favorite show, "Arifureta", his screen glitches. Static. Then silence. And suddenly… A blinding light bursts from the TV—and standing there is Giny, the Anime Genie, a mythical being created from the energy of every anime ever watched with passion, tears, and snacks. Giny offers him a wish—any anime world, any power, any role. WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN AN OTAKU IS GIVEN A WISH

Amid the gilded society of Victorian England, the Young Lord too charming to forget and the Duke too mysterious to decipher find their lives entangled by an uninvited twist of fate. Bound by circumstance, what had begun as conflict blossomed into a feeling Alex dared not name. And yet, it grows. When Young Lord Carlston meets the reclusive Duke of Blackthorn, it’s hardly love at first sight — rather pride, suspicion, and a clash of two guarded souls. But what if the person Alex misjudged most becomes the one who understands him like no one else ever did? Two men. One season. And the truth that could ruin — or save — them both. Additional tags: slowburn, victorian england, 19th century, rich, emotional angst, forbidden love, high society, tender moments, touch-starved, horseback riding, fencing, wood carving

A (Mostly) Rational Guide to Total Chaos Waking up in another world is supposed to be cool, right? Magic! Monsters! Royal quests! But no one told me the laws of logic would be optional. Armed with nothing but my average intelligence, internet-era sarcasm, and a deep distrust of glowing treasure chests, I’m just trying to survive this fantasy world without getting eaten, cursed, or accidentally crowned king. So far, I’ve: Argued with a talking sword (he's passive-aggressive), Declined a suspicious "blessing" from a goddess with way too many eyes, And formed a party with a goblin who thinks taxes are a war crime. Join me as I test the limits of my real-world common sense against fireballs, ancient prophecies, and a kingdom whose entire economy is based on... cabbage? Spoiler: I'm not winning. But I am still alive. Probably.

I was bitter when I wrote my first novel. It became a bestseller in its genre, not because readers loved it but because they hated it. The story was about a guy who had every advantage known to man, but would still lose no matter what. I don't know why someone would read crap like that but many did, perhaps in hopes that it'll have a happy ending. Spoiler alert: It didn't. And someone killed me for it. I, who didn't know any better, thought that was it, and now I would go to the afterlife, most likely hell. Instead, I found myself in the body of my story's hero: A hero doomed to all hell. —————— Hey, DrAGOn here! Just wanted to say thank you for reading so far. I will be uploading daily; the chapter length is approximately 1.3k words, and it will grow in size over time. The first chapters, the first 10 or so, are somewhat of an information dump. Sorry about that, but I am not very experienced. It gets better after I swear!

Would you be happy if you received a system? But how about a system you couldn't use? Ed who has a system but it doesn't have any use aside for sign in was living a normal life forgetting about isekai fantasy. Nearing the end of his college life as he has only one year left. But God has other plans and with the wishing pokemon, Jirachi, instead of graduating in college the one he graduated to was his life in his past world. Now reincarnating in the pokemon world and taking challenges along the way and learning the mystery of the new world he was in. _-_-_-_ Hello, This novel was my rewrite of the first novel I wrote, well maybe when I was in my senior years, 2016, turning it into my diary with my pokemon fantasy I was hoping maybe if I wrote a fanfic of my favorite show maybe I will be Isekai'd to it. I wrote this fanfic when the newest game was sun and moon, also the last pokemon game I got to play. Now with new regions and series such as Galar and Paldea I'm trying to integrate it with the story so the rewrite. Well I'm sorry but I'm not a writer I'm just doing it for myself.

Title: Extra Save Point Genre: Fantasy | Action | Academy | System | Comedy-Drama | Anti-Hero Synopsis: After spending five grueling years mastering a brutal magic-fantasy RPG, a sarcastic and survival-obsessed gamer wakes up to find himself inside the very game world—as a nameless extra. Not a hero. Not a villain. Just... an unlucky background character. Worse, the world is on the brink of destruction—twelve Demon Kings, seventy-two Commanders, and a plot that spans kingdoms, world trees, desert ruins, and sky-piercing towers. While the five chosen protagonists begin their destined journeys to save the world, he has only one goal: Survive. At any cost. Armed with deep meta knowledge, an unshakable love for his sister back in the real world, and an enchanted shovel (don’t ask), he begins hunting down every hidden piece, broken relic, and overlooked questline the heroes were too noble to exploit. He doesn’t care about being a hero. He doesn’t care about the world. Until he finds people—rivals, allies, and maybe more—who slowly begin to crack his cynical shell. But make no mistake. If saving the world gets in the way of saving his sister? The world is going to burn.

The story of an Emperor who has the universe at his fingertips and five beautiful women in a battle to become the Empress. Many may earn his name but only one can claim his heart

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Zoey is your typical average girl. There’s nothing particularly notable about her appearance or anything else, for that matter. But she's got one thing going for her, at least. And that thing would be an immense horniness that makes her quite the interesting individual. But when the apocalypse hits and she suddenly finds herself as an average 'Player'? Yeah, not much changes in her day-to-day life. Sure, she’s got a bit of cash rolling in now, through some very *reputable* methods, but with death lurking in every dungeon she steps into, she could bite the curb any day now.

Ranked 79th in fantasy carnival. My second work although first isn't finished. I hope you guys give it your love as readers. Synopsis:- A teenage boy died. The End . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Just kidding And he got reincarnated in Pokemon world as son of the richest parents in that world. But this world is a lot cruel then what is shown in anime will our mc can survive with is kind behaviour? Read to find out more My entry for fantasy carnival. (Begging) Please show some love, Please. Tags:- Comedy, crossdressing(only in volume 1 and may come in further chapters), romance, harem, R-18, ecchi, rich mc, evolution, possesive characters, slice of life Note: English is not my first language Catching girls will be more easier for mc than Pokemon The Biggest Harem ever in the Universe of Pokemon Cove art doesn't belong to me.

In a forgotten countryside of the Valthern kingdom, where the fields are dry and the air tastes like dust, a nameless orphan survives by silence and stolen scraps, living in the cracks between dying villages and indifferent nobles. Her world is one of hunger, shadows, and survival—until the cycle broke the day a noble’s carriage rolled through her dying village. A fateful encounter with a noble lady—a flicker of silk and gold—unleashed a chain of events that would scatter her world to the wind. When bandits fell upon the village in the dead of night, they left no survivors, no kin, no mercy. Dragged into darkness, she found herself caged among the broken and the lost. Yet, in that pit of despair, darkness, blood and death, an old shaman whispered of a future she would never have imagined, and she whispered a name. From a nameless street rat in a forgotten village to a shadow that moves kingdoms, her journey will span the underworld, the military, the courts, and the deepest chambers of power. What they stole, she will reclaim. What they held, she will one day rule.

Three Realms. One Earth. No Mercy. When the world collapses, survival isn't a choice—it's war. A cataclysmic quake didn’t just shatter continents—it merged three realms into one, throwing humanity into a world filled with mutated beasts, ancient demons, and forgotten magic. The skies are wrong. The animals have changed. Earth is now a war zone of gods, monsters, and survivors. Apollo, a quiet, sharp-witted African teenager, just wants to find his brother and get his family back. But that mission turns deadly fast. He’s hunted by evolved hyenas, venomous serpents the size of cars, and things that defy logic. Then he meets a stranded Demon Lord—wounded, bitter, powerful. The demon offers him something no one else can: a way to survive. But nothing comes free. Their uneasy alliance drags Apollo into a conflict far bigger than he imagined—one rooted in the sins of a fallen Goddess who broke the realms to save her own. Now, power shifts, secrets unravel, and something ancient stirs in the dark—watching, waiting, and ready to finish what the Goddess started. In this new world, survival means adaptation. And Apollo? He’ll either rise—or be erased.

"See you in another life" said the general of the Ostanian army falling after stbing the emperor, his lord, and while dying, ending the war that has been on for almost fifteen years by now. But taking off it's helmet the hard reality of loss stroke us as me and my men where drowning in the guilt of letting die our friend.