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In a world where cursed blades whisper and the weight of sound can shatter a mind, Aethon, a tormented warrior bound to the sentient and bloodthirsty Reaper’s Fang, a sword that is created for the sheding of blood struggles to retain his crumbling sanity.wanting to bend him to its will, as it had done with his other predecessor. Every noise is agony, every whisper from the blade a seductive call to violence. When a moment of near-madness threatens to consume him in a crowded village square,chaos, having tame the sword he will confront a harrowing truth to survive, he may have to surrender to the very thing that gives him an edge over his enemies him.

The first story published on 2025/6/16 Genius vs. GeniusThe story of a child who opened his eyes and saw the outside world that was only white. It was like a square room. The protagonist had to survive and struggle for himself to live under the rules of the competition with children of the same generation. Many children were captured to compete to kill each other within the rules of the game that had to be followed. There were children of many tribes who were captured to compete. The protagonist's life that had to use his brain and skills to fight with children of the same generation. And the journey of the protagonist who had to find a way to escape to the outside world. There was no telling the origin of the training. There were nine levels of magicians in total. Fighting across levels is considered difficult. And the variable of turning the victory is the ability of the magic at zero, which is an important variable. An example of a magic at level zero is Artemas using magic at zero. «Expand» The ability of the expansion is to increase the size of his own magic. Uni's ability «Unicorn» creates a unicorn spirit to fight. These are two interesting characters who are called the black ring children who possess black weapons. The duel between geniuses and geniuses The story is unpredictable. The first part will tell about the fierce competition until 400 chapters and will start to explore the outside world where there are many different tribes living. The fight is reasonable. Everyone can win. The story of Eden's journey to kill A Character A boy with short golden hair, golden eyes with golden feathers in his eyes, white shirt, named Eden. From changing the three names he dislikes, they are Graden, Deer, Akira, all four are chosen. The protagonist decides to use the name Eden. He received the number 6678 tag in the genius who has the qualifications to level eight as A predicted. This child has the same level of skill as the genius who is called the black ring boy. The protagonist's face can smile and be sad, but his heart is cold. Killing people is like a normal thing. To achieve the goal, it doesn't matter what other people are like. Child characters of the same generation who are referenced from legends and other things. For example, the Queen child refers to (the Queen), Joan of Arc child refers to (Jean of Arc or Joan of Arc), Artemas child refers to (introvert), Mega child refers to (the legendary shark Megalodol), Alpha child refers to (the prominent and shining), Zeta child refers to (sigma or lone wolf), Banerri child represents (swordsman), Barrier child represents (illustrator), Modrak child represents (pro player or puppeteer). There are many more characters to follow. Each has a black ring given to them by Emi to symbolize the word genius. Each character will be unique and have different goals. What will the result be if a genius meets a genius? There is no telling the origin of the training, no need to hunt for power to upgrade. There is not a lot of telling of the character's actions. There are scenes of talking and using thoughts with clashes. The 400th chapter will be a competition. You can skip up to chapter 401 if you don't like duels. This is my first novel, so the language at the beginning is a bit strange. https://discord.gg/J3PZPNCu

The moon hung high over the Blackthorn Mountains, casting silver light across the dense forests that blanketed the realm of Vareth. Atop the highest peak, nestled within stone walls and ancient enchantments, stood Blackthorn Keep—the fortress home of King Alaric the Wolf-Blooded and his strange, silent family. Deep within the eastern wing of the keep, behind iron doors rarely opened, lived the boy known only by whispered names. They called him the Demon Prince. The Curse of Vareth. The Witch’s Son. But his mother called him only Kael. Queen Elenara had always been the lone light in his world, a werewolf of old blood and fierce beauty, who had loved a demon and borne his child in secret. No one but she knew the truth—that her husband, King Alaric, was not Kael's father. Alaric had raised the boy with cold disdain, using him as a pawn in politics but never acknowledging him with pride. Kael had never known why until much later.

“You Scammer! Return me my 10,000-year-old Mystic Jade Staff!” “You lost it fair and square in the gamble, Grand Elder. I can’t help it if your so-called Profound Scrying Eyes couldn’t see through my cups.” “What cups!? Those were the Divine Temple Bells of the Mahayana Temple!” “And?” “Even the Immortal Monarch himself can’t see through them, you thief!” *** “What do you mean you won’t reimburse me for the Flying Sword Insurance I took?” “The terms and conditions clearly state that there will be no reimbursement within the first year of taking out the policy.” “You never said that!” “And you never read the fine print in the contract, Patriarch.” “The fine print that was written with illusory ink!? You bastard!” *** “How did my small loan of 1,000 Immortal Stones turn into a debt of 100,000 Immortal Stones? You loan shark!” “That’s just the power of compounding, my friend.” “You call that compounding? I took the loan last week, you scammer! And I’m not your friend, I’m the goddamn Emperor!” *** “How are you not dead? I saw your corpse with my own eyes!” “My death was greatly exaggerated, Senior Sister.” “You didn’t even have a head!” “Like I said, exaggerated.” *** In the vast world of cultivation, where honor and integrity reign supreme, one man dares to defy the heavens—not with sword or spell, but with deception and trickery. Once a lowly street urchin, Han Yu quickly realized that cultivation required three things: talent, resources, and powerful backers. He had none of those. What he did have, however, was a sharp tongue, quick hands, and a complete lack of shame. From gambling dens to immortal auctions, from conning sect elders to running an interdimensional insurance scam, Han Yu’s reputation spreads across the cultivation world like an unstoppable plague. No treasure is too sacred, no contract too ironclad, and no oath too unbreakable for him to twist to his advantage. Even the mighty Immortal Clans dare not underestimate him—after all, the last sect that tried ended up legally belonging to him. With a growing list of enemies, a debt larger than some celestial empires, and a skillset that consists entirely of loopholes, misdirection, and sheer audacity, Han Yu’s journey to the peak of immortality is anything but conventional. Will he be hunted down by every major power in the realm? Will he accidentally scam his way into becoming an Immortal Emperor? Or will he outwit even fate itself and make the heavens owe him a favor? One thing is certain—when Han Yu is involved, nothing is ever fair, but the house always wins. ------- P.S: This book is set in the universe of Walker of the Words and is in the same time period. Tags: #Comedy #weak to strong #Scamming #Beast companions #Monster Master #World Exploration #Faceslapping #Overpowered Cheats #Pretending to be weak

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.

Lu Qingyan was once the perfect daughter—an obedient, soft-spoken high school girl known for her academic excellence and fragile health. But the one person she loved the most was her older brother—hentle, dazzling, and far too burdened for his age, he was her everything.. No one noticed his silent suffering… until it was too late. The day he took his own life, she shattered. Months later, while saving a child from an oncoming car, Lu Qingyan dies and awakens inside a familiar story: the school novel "A Thorn in the Crown", one she read during her lowest days. But she’s no longer just a reader. She’s now Lu Qingyan, the infamous younger sister of Lu Mingxuan—the novel’s violent and cold-hearted villain feared across campus. A notorious delinquent, and ironically, the sworn enemy of her favorite character: Wang Jingyuan, the story’s tragic antagonist turned misunderstood villain. In the novel, Lu Qingyan is little more than cannon fodder—a delusional girl who idolizes her brother, gets caught in the crossfire between Lu Mingxuan and Wang Jingyuan, and ends up being dead. Determined to change the plot, she initially plans to curry favor with Wang Jingyuan—to save him from his doomed fate. But everything shifts the moment she lays eyes on Lu Mingxuan. He has her brother’s face. The same weary eyes. The same lonely back. The same silent cry for help no one else hears. And in that moment, Lu Qingyan’s plan shatters. This isn’t just a story anymore. So Lu Qingyan vowed to protect him this time, even if it means dragging her brother out of gang fights, squaring off against entitled rich kids, or defying the other villain himself—Wang Jingyuan, the school’s cold and brilliant golden boy... and Lu Mingxuan's sworn rival. In the original novel, Wang Jingyuan was one of the big villains—the cunning and miserable friend of the male lead. Now, he’s front and center... and watching her a little too closely. ... Lu Mingxuan always disliked his bootlicking sister, but one day he discovered that she had stopped following him around. Later, he unexpectedly found his sworn enemy, Wang Jingyuan, trapping his sister against the wall and between his arms. With an ambiguous and languid expression, he coaxed in a soft tone, "Just give up on that useless brother of yours. What Lu Mingxuan can give you, I can too." Lu Qingyan: ??? Wang Jingyuan, you dog!! That’s my sister!! Stop daydreaming!!

Elizabeth Silvera lived a simple farmer life on New Havens, free of worry and concern, when her world was turned upside down by a knight from the Alzar Kingdom, Sir Benedict Hawken. From humble beginnings, Elizabeth must navigate a treacherous world filled with war and strife, while trudging through internal struggles. Where magic and martial arts are born, anyone can rise from Rank 1 Mortal to Rank 5 God! This is the story of how Elizabeth and her friends manages to become legendary apex experts, shattering the firmament and slaying gods alike! This is the Chronicles of New Havens! Book 1 Lion and Snake (Completed 2-22-2020) Book 2 Meeting of Masters (Completed 1-26-2021) Book 3 Empire's Collapse Part 1 (Completed 8-14-2022) Book 3 Empire's Collapse Part 2 (Completed 5-01-2025) Book 4 Southern Clash (In Progress...) Estimated Arc 1 progress: 65% Chapter updates are either daily or once every two days. All credit belongs to Square ENIX and Jeremy Chong for the cover and all adjustments are personally made. (Crossposted to Royal Road as Four Roads to Divinity)

"Whispers Beneath the Snow" A romance-comedy that feels like a warm blanket on a snowy day. When quiet mornings meet chaotic hearts, Rei and Sera find themselves caught between awkward glances, teasing banter, and the kind of moments that make your heart flutter. It's the story of two teens fumbling through first love—soft, silly, and just the right kind of messy. Perfect for anyone who believes that the best confessions are whispered beneath falling snow.

When the world ended, Clayton Hunt was just another street survivor scavenging for scraps, fighting for breath in a crumbling society on the edge of ruin. Then the sky cracked open, and the Genesis Protocols began. Dragged into Echoterra, a nightmarish trial world where survival rewrites your very soul, Clayton awakens. Not as a man, but as a seed… a goddamn seed! Stripped of his body, his memories locked behind suffocating layers, he must claw his way upward from the dirt, evolving into something far beyond human. The first trial is brutal and simple. ~----~ [Expand your territory to 100 square meters or die!] ~----~ Facing monstrous rivals, parasitic invaders, and the harsh reality of nature’s cruelty, Clayton battles not only to grow but to dominate; harnessing a feral, plantlike instinct he never knew lurked inside him. Along the way, fragments of his past leak through, reminding him who he was… and hinting at the terrifying power he might yet awaken. But survival isn’t enough. In a world where strength writes the law and weakness spells extinction, Clayton won’t just grow. He’ll thrive. And when he finally returns to the real world, it won’t be as a scavenger. It will be as a conqueror.

It began with silence. Not the kind that crept through rooms late at night, or the kind that blanketed cities before a storm—but a silence that stretched across continents. A pause. A universal hush. Then, all at once, every living person on Earth heard it not through their ears, but deep inside their minds. "A new emperor has been born." The words were clear. Ancient. Powerful. Spoken in no language and yet understood by all. Some froze mid-step. Some wept without knowing why. Others—those with power or knowledge of the unseen—felt a ripple of energy surge through the layers of reality. The message didn’t stop at Earth. It passed through dreams, planes, and dimensions. And somewhere deep beneath layers of forgotten space, ancient things stirred. Beings locked away for centuries shifted in their prisons. Some smiled. Others screamed. Not all of them were sane anymore. Most of these creatures once gods, demons, or monsters had been cast into the crevices of existence. Trapped in what humans now called hells, their forms and minds had twisted over the ages. Once noble or divine, they had become demonic, dangerous, desperate. The message had confirmed what they had long feared and hoped: the imperial line had returned. An emperor had risen. In the deepest chambers of shadow governments and secret orders, alarms were triggered. Hidden organizations the kind that even presidents answered to scrambled into action. They knew what the return of an emperor meant: chaos... or salvation. And somewhere on the slopes of an old mountain, a young man named Philip stood he had just accepted the final legacy He didn’t hear the message. Not like the others. For him, the silence remained. But something within him shifted.

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

In a world where magic and knights shape fate, Rei struggles to find his place. Unlike others, he cannot use magic, making him an outsider in a school where everyone else seems almost superhuman. Alongside his quirky guildmates Kajala, Rika, Regulus, and Elyra Rei faces training, missions, and dangerous foes. Their peaceful days are shattered when they discover a dark force corrupting the knights, led by a mysterious figure known only as Maestro Prenz. Proud, ruthless, and obsessed with perfection, Maestro pulls the strings from the shadows, turning once-heroes into deadly enemies. As Rei uncovers secrets about his own hidden power and faces deadly battles, he must push past fear and doubt to protect those he cares about and find out if he can stand against a villain who controls light itself. Will Rei rise above his limitations to save the world, or will the shadow of pride consume everything?

The book he wrote wasn't some ordinary book, nor was he an ordinary person. He holds the ability to see the future unknowingly and writes it down as great stories.  Little did he know, he would wake up in a different body in a world where he finds out the characters in his book…A world of magic, swords and monsters.  'Wait, this isn't a world from my novel. It's a real world and the novel is just my prediction of some people just like the guardian said. So I will just enjoy the show as an audience and leave after the story ends. I have a whole new world to discover in front of me.' But what awaits him was something he could never imagine. In front of the world, in front of the whole universe, his assumption was just a grind of sand. The truth of the world made him rethink his life and the life he lived back in another world.  Viktor North, the author, finds himself in the middle of the whole universe where he was nothing but an extra later in his life as he kept living. An extra who was abandoned by his mother, his brother who was an elemental guardian and also a demigod, his race and the God.  'But I prefer to sleep than going against these unwanted people and unwanted problems. I want to sleep. I just want to shut my eyes and sleep under my warm blanket, probably forever if it's possible.' This is the story of an author, a grand magician, a guardian who somehow became a god and the only thing he could think of was sleep.  He is the definition of what a 'Shut-in' is. ... ... The cover is not mine so if someone have any prob. ..Ask me right away.. :p [ If you wish to contact me, DM on instagram -- @miami_rin ]

Swords slashing through skin, battle cries filled the air as the two armies waged war against themselves,the earth soaking in their blood. A woman cried out,"Don't hurt me. Please don't hurt my-". But before she could finish, her head was brutally severed off. The soldiers surged into the homes of the commoners, dragging each and every one of them to their own deaths. Innocent Citizens Admist the chaos, a woman held a poor and dirty looking five-year-old child dearly in her arms as she fled for dear life. She patted her head gently with a whisper,"Don't worry, my child. We'll be safe". The little girl in her arms watched as her entire town was being destroyed in the bloody massacre. Livestock escaping for shelter, the tables at the market were overthrown and the town square was thrown in great pandemonium. The emperor,who had led the war sat proudly and triumphantly on his horse, smiling wickedly at the Duke's head which was hung high on the wall. He shouted,"Raze down the entire city of the rebels. Nothing with breath should be left alive". Swords clashing, clubs clanging and agonizing cries were heard. A soldier gazed at the fleeing woman and thundered,"Don't let her escape ". Hearing this, the woman ran even faster. "They're coming for us. They're coming for us ". She dropped the child in the nearby bush and said,"Stay quiet and live on. You must not die. Promise me that". The little girl nodded with her big eyes and remained quiet. Soon eno,the soldiers caught up with the woman and without wasting time, an arrow was pierced into her heart. The child watched with stinging tears as her mother fell lifelessly to the ground. Another soldier pointed out,"She was holding a child. Find the child and kill". The little girl held her breath and closed her eyes but she was never found. After a while, a bomb set off and althe entire city was caught in flames. The child fell to the ground due to the impact and lost consciousness, with little flames by her side. After the fire had died down and the troop had retreated, a man with well-hidden face walked stealthily in the town, searching for war survivors. He stumbled across the little frame and gently placed his fingers around her neck, checking for pulse. He breathed out in relief,"Atleast a survivor". The child opened her eyes slowly to look at the man whose face was hidden except his eyes. He patted her head as he squat beside her,"Do you have a name?" "Zhang Li" came the weak reply. "Well, Zhang Li, from today, you'll live with me". The man said and with that, he carried her onto his back and out of the ruins left of the city. As Zhang Li gazed at the land and the scattered bodies with her tear-striken face, she made her first unconsciously into a ball. She asked inwardly,"Why?Everyone's dead". As young as she was, she mentally swore revenge on those responsible for the slaughter. But will she be able to carry out that revenge when she finds herself inlove with the crown prince? Will she set her feelings aside or will she be blinded by love and settle for peace instead?

Due to a word from the fortune-teller, a wealthy family brought her back from the orphanage. Born at the same time as their biological daughter, Jiang Boyan had been bullied and even beaten up by her adoptive parents since she was young. They had even sent her to a solitary island prison surrounded by seas on all sides. However, her fate changed today. Jiang Boyan met a man in a black suit and a golden tie. He descended from the helicopter like a god of death. His subordinates shot down the criminals and the detestable prison guards on the isolated island, leaving her alone. “You look a lot like her. Want to come with me?” he asked. For the sake of returning to her normal life and for revenge, she held his outstretched hand. He had originally thought that she would only be the substitute for the woman he loved, but little did he expect her to finally discover his secret as they met naked on the beach…

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I’m from Washington, and like many others nearing retirement, I had dreams of finally slowing down and enjoying the fruits of decades of hard work. I had carefully saved and invested over the years, and my retirement fund—just over $310,000—was my security blanket. That all changed when I joined a Facebook group centered around FIRE (Financial Independence, Retire Early). It looked so legitimate. There were testimonials, real-time “investor profits,” and community discussions about making smart crypto investments for early retirement. It felt like a sign—a chance to grow my savings quickly and finally retire in peace. I was drawn in. I invested $10,000 to start, and they showed me quick “returns.” I was impressed and encouraged to invest more. I kept going. I transferred nearly all my retirement savings—$310,000—thinking I was making the smartest decision of my life. Until the day everything vanished. The site went offline. The so-called investment manager blocked me. The Facebook group was deleted. My stomach dropped. I cried uncontrollably for days. I couldn’t believe I’d fallen for a scam and lost everything I had worked for. I felt humiliated, betrayed, and completely alone. I started researching recovery options but found mostly fake promises. Thankfully, after deep digging, I came across Autopsy Mainnet Recovery—a trusted crypto recovery firm based in the United States. I reached out to them with little hope left. From the first email, they were kind, professional, and incredibly knowledgeable. I felt seen and heard. Their team got to work immediately, and within just a few days, they recovered 89% of my stolen funds. I was in tears again—but this time, from relief and gratitude. They didn’t just recover my money—they saved my future. If you’re in the same position, please don’t give up. Autopsy Mainnet Recovery truly cares and delivers results. Contact them now at WhatsApp: ‪+44 758 601 9698 Website: autmainrec.com Email: [ Autopsymainnetrecovery@autopsy.co.site ] They gave me my life back—and they can do the same for you

On the fourth day of May, Kevin was murdered in his apartment. He has no enemies and no friends. His parents have their own families, and he lives alone in a 200 meter square apartment – in other words, he does not have anyone who bores hatred against him. But he died. And the police concluded his death was an act of revenge homicide. Kevin pondered who would kill him when he suddenly woke to unfamiliar surroundings. And it took a few minutes to be processed in his head… Why are the furnitures so big?! The bed's mattress is so wide it's like the whole floor uses it as a floormat! The window is so high Kevin felt he was inside a church with glass walls as high as a three-storey building! Even worse, the appearance of a flower vase at his side is as tall as him! What the hell is going on?! [Host, you now possess the identity of the Male Lead's precious cat!] Kevin: What did you say? [Current Mission Progress: 0%] [Host, please work hard and prevent the Male Lead's terrible fate!] Kevin: …… What nonsense?! I just died! ………………………. [Host, the villain is one step closer to harming the Male Lead's life! Please prevent them!] Kevin: …… [Host, a villain's lackey wants to kill the Male Lead! Please stop them!] Kevin: ….. [Host, the Male Lead incurred a huge loss because of the villain, please bring him home and pamper him well!] Kevin: …… [Host, the Male Lead is injured because of the villain! Please nurse him back to health!] Kevin: …… Am I the Male Lead's mom or a pet?! ______________________________________________________ Updates are on Wednesday and Thursday.

No Safe Horizon First came the heat. Then the silence. Then the screams. Ron doesn’t remember the moment the world ended—only the smell of burning skin and the sound of someone he couldn't save. Now, the skies are cracked, the air bites like frost, and the dead refuse to stay dead. He should've died too. But something entered him. Something green… something alive. Beside him walks Prya—fierce, wounded, and just as lost. Together, they move through a nightmare of bloodied streets and frozen bones, clinging to warmth where they can find it—in a shared blanket, a quiet touch, a kiss stolen between screams. But out there in the white silence, something is watching. Something colder than death. There’s nowhere safe anymore. Not even inside your own skin.

Meine Frau ist Feuerwerksdesignerin. Von der Unbekanntheit zum Ruhm, ich war über ein Jahrzehnt an ihrer Seite. An Silvester erzählt Grace als leitende Designerin des Feuerwerks am Times Square Millionen die Geschichte hinter der Show. "Feuerwerke sind flüchtig, ihr Glanz ist nur für eine Person bestimmt." Meine Augen füllen sich mit Tränen. Doch im nächsten Moment streckt sie ihre Hand aus und lädt jemanden aus dem Publikum ein, zu ihr auf die Bühne zu kommen. Es ist Garrison, ihre erste Liebe, wie in ihrem Tagebuch geschrieben. Sie gestehen ihre Liebe inmitten der Menge und erhalten den Segen der Nation unter den strahlenden Lichtern. Ich lache bitter und erkenne, dass ich nur eine Nebenfigur in dieser Romanze war. Doch nachdem ich gehe, höre ich, dass die renommierte Designerin die ganze Stadt mit Feuerwerk erhellte, alles nur, um ihre einzige Liebe zu finden.

Istri saya adalah seorang desainer kembang api. Dari ketidakjelasan hingga ketenaran, saya telah berada di sisinya selama lebih dari satu dekade. Pada Malam Tahun Baru, Grace, sebagai desainer utama untuk pesta kembang api Times Square, berbagi cerita di balik pertunjukan tersebut kepada jutaan orang. "Kembang api sangatlah singkat, kecemerlangannya hanya ditujukan untuk satu orang saja." Mata saya berlinang air mata. Namun pada saat berikutnya, dia mengulurkan tangan, mengundang seseorang dari penonton untuk bergabung dengannya di atas panggung. Itu adalah Garrison, cinta pertamanya, seperti yang ditulis dalam buku hariannya. Mereka mengungkapkan cinta mereka di tengah keramaian, menerima restu dari seluruh negara di bawah lampu yang gemerlap. Saya tertawa getir, menyadari bahwa saya hanyalah karakter pendukung dalam roman ini. Namun setelah saya pergi, Saya mendengar bahwa desainer terkenal itu menerangi seluruh kota dengan kembang api, semuanya untuk menemukan satu-satunya cinta sejatinya.

Ang aking asawa ay isang tagadisenyo ng paputok. Mula sa hindi pagkakakilala hanggang sa katanyagan, nasa tabi niya ako nang mahigit isang dekada. Sa New Year's Eve, si Grace, bilang pangunahing tagadisenyo para sa Times Square fireworks extravaganza, ay nagbahagi ng kuwento sa likod ng palabas sa milyun-milyong tao. "Ang mga paputok ay panandalian lamang, ang kanilang kaningningan ay para lamang sa isang tao." Napupuno ng luha ang aking mga mata. Ngunit sa susunod na sandali, iniabot niya ang kanyang kamay, inaanyayahan ang isang tao mula sa audience na sumama sa kanya sa entablado. Ito si Garrison, ang kanyang unang pag-ibig, gaya ng nakasulat sa kanyang diary. Ipinahayag nila ang kanilang pag-ibig sa gitna ng maraming tao, tumatanggap ng mga pagpapala ng bansa sa ilalim ng nakasisilaw na mga ilaw. Tumawa ako nang mapait, napagtanto na ako ay isa lamang sumusuportang karakter sa romansang ito. Ngunit matapos akong umalis, Narinig ko na ang kilalang tagadisenyo ay nagpasinag ng buong lungsod ng mga paputok, lahat upang mahanap ang kanyang tanging pag-ibig.

Novel PSA: Moved to Royal Road, and relaunching under Free Yet Chained on August 1st 2025 Freedom is a word undefinable by mankind. Chased indefinitely while the tunnel of freedom's infinite journey is constantly filled with rubble you need to destroy. According to the most extreme definition, one would have to be unbound by every law and concept making up the world. In Lukas’ case, he created his own definition — as any “elected” king would. Everything possible Lukas could’ve wanted was in his grasp by the time he passed into the afterlife, especially a honey-sweetened chocolate milkshake that he could barely attempt to consume. Family, health, island oasis, world peace, and the never-ending pursuit of novel stimuli. Nothing went according to plan, yet everything seemed to work out in the end. Yet the very second he passed, Lukas realized the one thing he knew would undeniably occur, failed to be given to him. Death… After two years of meandering the currents of life, he was finally able to get a grasp on reality, and rejected it. New world, new body, randomly “gifted” the power of flight after months of meditation — a perfect interpretation of freedom, and a restart he desperately did not want. What could possibly go wrong in a kingdom surrounded by walls? What was so dangerous that required walls reaching the heights of 600 feet to blanket any sense of horizon one could see? And what in the God’s is up with that reverse whirlpool this kingdom revolves around? —————————————— What to Expect: - Reincarnation MC(with consequences) - OP MC (choose to hide powers for good reason) - Slice of life engagements to give life to the world - Meaningful relationships - Dungeon Diving - Epic uses of magic!! - Blood, guts, and bones - Deep mysteries - Academy Arc(Volume 2) - No harem cuz we not about that life

MOVIE DIRECTOR IN A MAGICAL WORLD Fantasy, Fireballs, and Film Buffs Collide! David Golis was your average, movie-obsessed otaku just trying to survive life one film binge at a time. Then he died—tragically—while ugly crying during the emotional climax of a romantic tragedy. Next thing he knows? He wakes up in a magical world full of flaming swords, arcane exams, and people who think “entertainment” means wrestling ogres before breakfast. Armed with zero fighting skills and a deep fear of physical pain, David resigns himself to a quiet life of hiding under blankets. That is, until he accidentally unlocks the Movie Director System—a magical power that lets him turn real-life fantasy chaos into blockbuster films. Now, with a childhood sweetheart who could bench-press a troll and a best friend who’s definitely judging him, David must direct his way through magical mayhem, monster auditions, and epic scenes... all while trying not to get set on fire. Lights, camera… run for your life!

When you die from working three jobs everyday on top of going to class, naturally the next thing to do is to rest in peace. So why was it such a different scenario for Isolde Margareth? Attending class in the morning, working as a dishwasher at a diner at noon, and moving boxes all night. Not to mention working at a hotel for an entire day on weekend, Isolde knew nothing in her life but excruciating hardwork and overexhaustion. When her body finally gave in and she collapsed midshift and on to the dirty, unmopped kitchen floor at her job. She, at the very least, had hoped she'd finally find peace in the afterlife. Unfortunately, god had other plans. Waking up in a strange situation, Isolde found herself in an entirely different world she had no clue of whatsoever. Now working as a detective, she found a new passion she had no idea she had a knack for! Unfortunately the overexhaustion part seemed to be a lifelong deal on her soul. As she works on the strange case of House Madeleine, Isolde thought it was just another case of tragedies from rich, noble families taking advantage of their wealth and fame. But as she stuck her nose deeper and deeper into the case, she found more than what she dared to know. What truth will be revealed once she cracks the case of House Madeleine's crazy children? And does she really want to know? The truth may be too heavy to endure.

Tubo has always loved big, bold, beautiful granny panties — a symbol of her heritage, confidence, and unapologetic Black womanhood. But every time she opens her heart, the world tries to shrink her. Two boyfriends walk away because she refuses to tone down her style. A close friend betrays her trust, exposing her love for granny panties in a public scandal that haunts her at work and in her soul. Torn between shame and self-love, Tubo nearly burns her entire collection — and a part of herself — in a desperate attempt to fit in. But through pain and deep reflection, she rediscovers her power. Inspired by a powerful commercial celebrating real women unashamed of who they are, Tubo has a breakthrough: she’s done apologizing. Embracing her truth, she launches a blog sharing her journey of broken hearts, betrayal, and self-acceptance — proving that sometimes, the bravest thing you can do is wear your heart on your hips and love yourself out loud. This is a story about identity, healing, and the freedom that comes when you finally stop shrinking to make others comfortable.

{Information revealed!} {These are the benefits!!} {Do you wish to steal its skills and powers?} "What the hell is this?!" Aaron, barely a year old but possessing the intellect and cunning of a seasoned adult, stared in wide-eyed astonishment at the world around him. Before his very eyes, information panels, glowing with an ethereal light, materialized, detailing every aspect of whatever he gazed upon. From the intricate root systems of the ancient trees in the Forest of Flesh Eaters to the composition of the mud hut that served as his current home, nothing was beyond the scrutiny of his newly discovered ability. Even the roughspun blanket clutched in his tiny hands revealed its origins, its thread count, and the type of fibers used in its creation. {Do you wish to steal the artifact's Ability?} The question, presented in stark, bold text within one of the information panels, made Aaron smile. It was a knowing, almost predatory smile, utterly incongruous on the face of a baby. "I don't know what this is," he murmured, his voice a soft gurgle that belied the complex thoughts swirling in his mind. "But that doesn't mean I can't utilize it… With these eyes… I'll be the youngest Emperor in all Three Continents!!" Aaron was not a typical infant. He was a man of thirty, reborn. Not for the first time, either. This was his fifth reincarnation, and in each of his previous lives, he had clawed his way to the pinnacle of power. He had been a General, leading armies to glorious victories and carving out a vast empire. He had been a President, shaping the destiny of nations with shrewd political maneuvering and unwavering resolve. He had been the Young Master of a powerful, influential family, a name whispered with a mixture of awe and fear, a force to be reckoned with in the cutthroat world of noble politics. He had even been a Renowned Scientist, his brilliance pushing the boundaries of human knowledge, culminating in the creation of the first youth-preserving drug, a discovery that had both revolutionized medicine and made him a legend. Now, Aaron found himself reborn as the Cursed Child, the harbinger of death and destruction, the subject of fearful prophecies that had driven his own mother into hiding. "Can you believe that?!" he gurgled, the irony of his situation not lost on him. He, who had striven for power in every lifetime, was now branded as a destroyer before he could even crawl. Will Aaron leverage his vast experience and hard-won skills to defy the prophecy and forge his own destiny, or will he succumb to the ominous predictions and become the Cursed Child the world so desperately feared? Let's find out. If you are after Game Novel, OP MC, and action. Check my other book: "Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With The Cheating System." ______________ My New Book! "Return Of The Supreme Beast Tamer."

(Warning: Mature Content - R-18) Yaxi is trash, a timid rat wallowing in the mud. No one notices her, no one loves her. That is, until one day, Chen Ling—the golden boy she’s secretly obsessed with—is cast aside by his family and girlfriend, abandoned by all. She transforms into the venomous sidekick, plucks the fallen Chen Ling from the garbage heap, and claims him as her dog. She commands him to fuck her. But then, one day, the dog finds its true master. She tries to toss him aside for someone new. Shen Ling storms through the door, eyes blazing red, tears streaming, ripping her off the other body. “You can fuck whoever you want,” he pleads, “but let me join. Please.” Get A Sneak Peek “Don’t just talk the talk; you need to do something to show me you understand.” She abruptly pushed Chen Ling onto the bed, spread the blanket, and straddled him with her right leg. The blanket was heavy, pressing her down, and her face “plopped” onto Chen Ling’s chest. Chen Ling, who had been perfectly calm moments ago, had a tremor in his eyes, but Yaxi didn’t notice. She had prepared to be fierce and intimidating today, to scare him into submission. Now, with her legs clamping his waist and bent beside his thighs, and because she was lying down, her butt was slightly raised, her soft breasts pressing against his abdomen. The position was very strange. Meanwhile, Chen Ling’s body was stiff—not just his bones, but his muscles, taut with tension. Yaxi suddenly realized that he only seemed slim usually because of his height and good proportions. This made her feel less imposing. To make matters worse, Chen Ling’s hands were supporting her butt, lifting it slightly. ...

Crown Prince Yun Chi chose as his consort the youngest daughter of the Hua Family, Hua Yan, and the news shattered the hearts of countless ladies in the Capital City. It was said: the Crown Prince could write poetry at three, compose essays at seven, debate with the greatest scholars at ten, shoot arrows with precision at twelve, oversee the examinations of all scholars at fifteen, and was regent by the time he was sixteen. He reached the pinnacle in letters, the extreme in martial arts, his looks were world-shaking, and his presence unrivaled. Hua Yan felt as though a gigantic pie had fallen from the sky, landing squarely on her head. From then on, was she to compete with the entire world for this man? -------------------- Yun Chi: Standing at the pinnacle of the Azure Clouds, he learned the art of balance, practiced the strategies of an emperor, envisioned the land and skies in his heart. Within the nine-layered royal palace, he could turn his hands to clouds and his palms to rain, holding sway over the court and the nation, trimming himself into a figure free from desire and henceforth unyielding. Hua Yan: She viewed herself as beneath the dust, with all her emotions and desires, disliking the Son of Heaven's court, preferring the ordinary alleys, treading on ten feet of soft red and experiencing all facets of life. She believed that nothing was better than green mountains and clear waters. "If you promise me a lifetime, I will accompany you for an eternity."