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Imagine a future sculpted by centuries, a place where everything whispers of order, a civilization shimmering with unbelievable technology. In this realm, time seems to forget its cruel work – people don't age. Yet, the mystery of passing still lingers. Their days are just a shadow of their nights, for their dreams are where tasks bloom, and these very tasks are the currency of their lives. But the flawless surface of this world cracks when Meldenma unearths its deep-buried secrets, or perhaps more intriguingly, when she begins to unravel the puzzle of herself. What clandestine truths lie hidden beneath the gleaming perfection? And what happens when one soul starts to awaken to the reality behind their dreamlike existence?

Seventeen-year-old Wes Walker is a goofy, sharp-witted, game-obsessed high schooler who’d rather play his handheld shooter than pay attention in class. His childhood best friend, the fiery tsundere Scarlett Hayes, acts annoyed by him—but secretly harbors a long-standing crush. One fateful afternoon, their daily walk home is cut short when a speeding truck ends their lives. But death isn't the end—it's just the beginning. Waking up in the celestial domain of the dazzling goddess Lady Seraphina Lumeria, Wes and Scarlett are offered a second chance at life... in a new world of swords, sorcery, and monsters. They get to choose their own classes—and while Scarlett becomes a fierce swordswoman, Wes's eyes gleam at a unique option: Magic Gunslinger, a class never seen before. Armed with a sentient goddess-forged revolver named Reveria, infused with all elemental affinities, Wes embarks on a chaotic, hilarious, and action-packed journey. From the moment they arrive in a lush forest and save a princess from a monster ambush, the duo is swept into a whirlwind of dungeons, quests, and world-shaping battles. Wes quickly gains a reputation—not as a hero, but as an antihero. Ruthless in battle yet charmingly eccentric outside of it, he becomes known as the Bullet Reaper—a battle junkie with a devil-may-care grin and unmatched marksmanship. As he rises through the ranks of the adventurer's guild, he builds a diverse harem of demon queens, noble ladies, goddesses, and more—each drawn to his wild heart and unpredictable soul. Whether he's helping cities, liberating slaves, outwitting corrupt churches, or accidentally stumbling into political marriages, one thing is certain: trouble always finds Wes Walker. But with Reveria at his side, bullets blazing, and a dream to become the greatest magic gunslinger in history, he's ready to carve his legend across this new world. Action. Comedy. Romance. Chaos. This is the outrageous story of the first-ever Magic Gunslinger—Wes Walker—and the unforgettable legacy he leaves behind.

**Mature Content Warning** This novel contains morally bankrupt decisions, unapologetically villainous behavior, corporate warfare, system abuse, woman-stealing, protagonist-trampling, psychological manipulation, and occasional spicy entanglements—some consensual, others complicated. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In a world eerily similar to Earth—only where megacorporations rule entire cities and states like feudal lords—Vincent Cornelius wakes up in a soft bed beside a plump beauty. Reincarnated into the body of a rich, arrogant CEO in the gleaming city of Autumnvale, Vincent soon discovers he’s not just any rich patriarch—he’s a “villain father”, the kind destined to be humiliated, ruined, and killed so that his pathetic son, Lucas, can become a stepping stone for some arrogant, heaven-defying, cliché cultivation protagonist. But fate doesn’t know what it’s dealing with. Because Vincent isn't here to follow the script—he’s here to rewrite it. Armed with the Corporate Villain Expansion System, Vincent earns Villain Points for every time he defies the story’s “fated path”: Let the "hidden young master" stay hidden? +300 Villain points Humiliate the trash protagonist who awakened a divine bloodline? +500 VP ‘Educating’ his own useless son? +100 Luck Points! Giving female lead a ‘taste’ of reality? +1000VP +200LP Skills, poisons, underhanded deals, reputation-crushing press leaks—he can buy it all from the system, as long as he plays the role of the perfect villain… and wins. In a land where cultivation powers are monopolized by corporations, and destiny is rigged in favor of cookie-cutter protagonists, Vincent must grow his mid-tier family business into a corporate empire through any means necessary that can crush fated heroes and hostile corporations beneath its polished leather shoes. The world wants him dead. The story demands he lose. But Vincent Cornelius didn’t reincarnate to be anyone’s footnote. He’s about to prove that in this world, the real golden finger is a hostile takeover. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer (Filed Personally by Vincent Cornelius): If, by some cosmic accident, any names, corporations, or highly sensitive trade empires mentioned in this story resemble real-world entities—rest assured, it’s entirely coincidental. I am far too busy conquering fictional markets to bother with actual ones. No offense is intended. No lawsuits, either. Unless you’re a protagonist. In which case… file away. I'll be waiting—with a better lawyer and a hostile takeover plan. This is fiction. Relax. Or invest. E-Mail- xxvincentcorneliusxx@gmail.com

Rowan Kuranes awoke in a new world inside the body of a dying prince. His latest body contains terrifying secrets that he has to protect, for inside him lies the key to Eternity. He alone possesses the bloodline of The Ouroboros Serpents with authority over Time. He had Dominion over Sheol, and every soul would be his to keep. He lords over the Host of the Highest Heavens to the Abyssal Horde of the Deepest Hells. To survive, Rowan must learn to harness his new abilities and fight against his enemies who would stop at nothing to deprive him of his powers. Yet he must strive to keep some of his humanity alive, as he continuously evolves beyond godhood. A/N: There are horror elements, including Eldritch Horror from Lovecraft. A fan of blood-borne and abominable horrors that go bump in the night would love it. Epic action set pieces, and galaxy-wide battles, with an extremely overpowered MC who is a one-man army. https://discord.gg/UVvSCCMnCU Check out my discord. All future giveaways, fan art, and other fun stuff will be posted there. Thank you

Welcome to Eteliria, the Kingdom above the floating clouds. Let us push open the Gateway, pick up our staffs, and the adventure will begin from here— Through the hills of clouds and seas, like floating grass, the shallow rivers gleam; Across the meadows flowing with gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath Rodell's cottages, a gentle song drifts. Through Egon's ancient forests, where dark vines grow rampant and whispers linger; Over ridges and between Chongshan peaks, shadows stir in the Underground World, danger lurks at every turn, and swords reflect light. The tale of a boy chasing his dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the Giant Dragon's Shadow, soaring with outstretched wings. And after time has been sealed away, the hearth fire still burns bright.

In a world dominated by billionaires, ruthless underworld organizations, and powerful elites who pull strings from the shadows, King is just a poor high school student struggling to keep his small family together. Abandoned by a materialistic mother who chose wealth over love, and left heartbroken for the second time by someone he truly trusted, King’s life seems destined for hardship. But everything changes when he begins to uncover the depth of his hidden potential; his sharp mind for business, his innate ability to cultivate ancient martial arts, and a charm that makes heads turn. What starts as a desperate attempt to survive turns into a meteoric rise. With calculated moves, fists that can break steel, and a look that melts hearts, King begins to dominate both the corporate world and the underground fight scene. From dusty backstreets to gleaming boardrooms, from gang wars to luxury penthouses, King transforms into a billionaire martial arts playboy who doesn't believe in love. Will he be proven wrong? Or remain oblivious to the true meaning of love. As his empire grows, so does the list of enemies, secrets, and temptations threatening to pull him back into the chaos he fought so hard to escape. "Love, Action, Heartbreak and Billions" is a thrilling saga of power, pain, and passion, where a broken boy rises to become a legend, and love is the only thing more dangerous than ambition.

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

After Bonnie Wesley was forced out of the entertainment industry by online hate, she decided to return home and inherit the family fortune. Haters: “Family fortune? What kind of joke is that?” Then the CEO of the Wesley Group Corporation worth hundreds of billions posted on X: “She’s my daughter. Biological one.” Haters: “???” Bonnie decided to give back to her fans with a little giveaway. Haters: “Pfft, no one cares! You think we can’t afford to treat ourselves?” Bonnie: “Comment on this post, and I’ll pick someone to give a house to.” Haters: “???” Then Bonnie appeared on a variety show with a top-tier male celebrity. Haters: “Ugh, here she goes again, throwing herself at our precious idol! Shameless!” The next day, the media broke the news: That devilishly handsome CEO of the Lee Group who was dominating the trending charts was actually Bonnie’s ex, whom she had dumped a long time ago. Haters: “???” Ex-boyfriend: “?”

Being a wolfless hybrid was bad? Yes, but not as bad as being rejected by your groom three days before your wedding, in favor of your younger sister! ~~~ Sue was an outcast from birth, and she grew up stomaching ridicules and insults despite being a princess in starlight pack. Instead of wallowing in self pity, Sue strives for strength and soon becomes a strong fighter. Having been rejected multiple times for being the pack’s freak, Sue was over the moon when she unexpectedly gets accepted by her present mate whom she’s presently engaged to. However, when she’s rejected again, and is replaced by her sister this time, she believes all hope is lost for her, not knowing fate has something else in store for her. In a mission that’s supposed to kill her, she ends up coming across her mate in the monstrous enemy she was sent to capture, and by the end of it all, she discovers said mate has two brothers who’re also her mates, and not only were they willing to accept her, they forcefully took her along with them against her will, making Sue dislike and want nothing to do with them. Too bad they were stupidly hot and utterly breathtaking. Cursed because of the sins of their ancestors— Angelo, Landon and Damon lived as part monsters and part wolves, a deadly curse which would end up taking their lives if they didn't find their fated mate, the key to breaking the curse. Which was why as soon as they found her, there was no way they’d be letting her go, no matter what. Even though she was the daughter of their greatest enemy, even though she was wolfless, and even though she definitely wasn’t the fire breathing, powerful mate that was prophesied for them decades ago. ~~~ | ~~~ “I bet your nipples are hard right now. And are you wet between your legs as well? I should be able to smell it if I focus hard.” he husked out in a sultry voice, the dark eyes of his drinking me up and I wished the ground would open up to swallow me up at once. “N- no…” I managed to hurl out but he only laughed, then he leaned even closer and my heart lurched into my throat after his next words. “Why? You hate hearing the truth?” He demanded then I felt his large hand settle on my thigh. “I can check right now for you, to see if you’re dripping and making a mess of your little panties.” My cheeks felt so red, it felt like they might go up in flames at any moment from now. “A- are you crazy?” I managed after what felt like ages, while gaping at him as an immense amount of shock went through my entire body. He flashed me a dark grin, his fangs gleaming in the moonlight. “Couldn’t you tell?” He drawled and I let out a huff of disbelief. This man wasn’t just crazy. He was mad. Him and his two brothers.

At Houston University's elite campus in Mayfair City, two worlds collide through the lives of Gerald Martinez and Danny Blackwood. Gerald, a scholarship student from the wrong side of town, navigates the marble halls in his thrift store clothes while his dark curls frame a face hardened by necessity. His worn sneakers echo differently against the polished floors than the Italian leather of his classmates. Danny Blackwood represents everything Gerald isn't—trust fund privilege wrapped in designer suits, a Patek Philippe gleaming on his wrist as he slides into his Lamborghini. The heir to a financial empire, Danny moves through university life with the casual arrogance of someone who's never known want. The catalyst for their collision is Xavier Chen, Gerald's former girlfriend who traded love for luxury when she realized Gerald's potential couldn't match her appetite for Hermès bags and Christian Louboutin heels. Now draped on Danny's arm, she's everything Gerald lost and everything Danny effortlessly possesses. Caught between them stands Naomi Ashworth, the conglomerate heiress whose friendship with Gerald puzzles their social circle. While Alice Montgomery, the school's untouchable beauty goddess, watches from her pedestal alongside Danny's inner circle—Yuri and class president Blondie—Gerald finds support in his dormitory under Rick's guidance and his loyal friend Clinton. As tensions escalate between the dormitories—Rick's working-class fortress and Ivar's white-haired kingdom of privilege—the university becomes a battleground where relationships fracture along lines of wealth, loyalty, and ambition. In Mayfair City's first-class restaurants and boutiques, every interaction carries the weight of class warfare disguised as college drama.

"You destroyed my pack. Killed my father. Ruined my fucking life. And now you act as if I'm something you can't live without?" Draven’s red eyes gleamed. “You should be grateful, little wolf. I could’ve killed you. Instead, I’m making you mine.” I snapped, “I'm not yours! You rejected our mate bond the moment you saw my scars. You made my life hell don't act like you're the victim now!” I could see guilt flash through his eyes as he muttered, “That... It was a mistake... I—” I cut him off, my voice trembling with rage. “You’re only saying that because you know I’m here to kill you.” He stepped closer. “No. Rejecting you was the one thing I regret. I didn’t know then... but I do now.” “Good,” I spat. “But it's too late. I’m not here to be yours. I’m here to end you.” ••••••• Brielle Ashveil was once the beloved Alpha’s golden daughter. Until he showed up. Draven Valrath, the Demon Lycan Alpha, stormed and destroyed her pack. Her father? Dead. Her future? Gone. And her life damaged forever unable to be repaired. To make it worse? Her boyfriend cheated on her with the new Alpha’s daughter… and rejected her like she was trash. Stripped off her rank and rejected by her mate, Brielle is forced into a lowly life under a cruel new Alpha. But when she's framed for a crime she didn't commit and tortured for it, something dark inside her finally awakens. Turns out, she’s carrying the forbidden powers of the banished Dark Moon Goddess. A power feared by all and also punishable by death. The council wants her dead. But instead of a clean death, they offer her something worse than death itself: ≥Kill Draven Valrath in three months… Or die. And if she dare run... they'd kill her mother first and come for her immediately. To survive, Brielle changes everything temporarily–her face, her scent, her name–and infiltrates the Wolfblood Pack. Draven's territory. She becomes his beta, personal medic and the woman who warms his bed. She hates him. Every second. Every word. Every fucking stare. But she plays her part perfectly. Because the closer she is, the easier it’ll be to kill him. Now face to face with her lifelong enemy, she is ready to give it her all to make sure her plan to kill him is executed. As the final pieces of her plan to execute him fall into place, her eighteenth birthday also approaches. And with her eighteenth birthday came a devastating news straight from hell: Draven was her fated mate. This fucking bastard was her mate?! Killing this man was already torture itself—why the fuck did the Moon Goddess have to make him her fated mate?

Leia Solayne is the last remaining omega she-wolf. She is unmarked, untouched, and hidden among humans for years, until one day she was discovered, captured, and sold at an underground auction to Lucien Calandrino, the ruthless Alpha of the Darkmoor Pack. But the true shock comes when Leia learns her fate. She is expected to bear heirs for not just Lucien, but his two brothers as well: Ronan, the fierce warrior, and Kieran, the deceptively gentle youngest brother. Refusing to submit to them, Leia devises a plan to turn the three powerful Alpha brothers against each other, using their own dominance and desires to secure her freedom. Yet, as she navigates the dangerous game of power and seduction, an even greater threat looms. Her own heart starts beating for all three of them. Why is she drawn to all three of them? And why are they suddenly willing to fight for her, not as a breeder, but as their mate? Can Leia truly escape, or will she find herself bound to not just one Alpha, but all three? ~~~~~ “Why did you let Ronan and Kieran mark you before me?” Lucien's intimidating voice fell into her ears as he pressed her against the wall. The entire room was dark and she tilted her head to only see his red eyes, gleaming in possesiveness. Leia felt the gentle brush of his lips on her earlobe and his hand on one of her curves. “Are you jealous of your own brothers?” “I'm going fucking crazy, Leia. You seduce me, put my entire body on fire, then ignore me as if nothing has happened,” he whispered and buried his face in the crook of her neck as if he would brand her tonight. **The Story is purely a fiction. Names and places used have nothing to do with reality.**

Betrayed by blood, framed by rivals, and cast out by the very world he once served—Yuan Zhen’s name was erased from the annals of heroes. Once a noble son respected by the martial world, he now walks the rain-soaked streets of Chengdu, his hair turned a haunting white by grief and loss. But exile is not the end. With only his sword, spear, and a burning will to survive, Yuan Zhen gathers the outcasts, exiles, and forgotten warriors of the borderlands. As chaos reigns and the so-called “orthodox” sects brand him a demon, he forges a new path—one that will shake the foundations of the jianghu. Haunted by the memory of his slain mother and the betrayal of his family, Yuan Zhen must decide: Will he become the villain they fear, or rise above vengeance to create a new legend? In a world where justice is a weapon and loyalty is a lie, the moonlit blade of Chengdu gleams with the promise of retribution.

In a broken world where the Abyss leaks nightmares into reality, Kael inherits more than his father’s machetes—he inherits a war no one can win. Sector 7 is a graveyard of forgotten hopes. The Blessed, warriors bound by cursed Contracts with the Abyss, fight to protect those who despise them. Among them is Kael, wielding his father’s twin blades and a Contract that makes him unkillable—until he completes the Abyss’s cruel tasks. When a Shrieker swarm breaches the outpost, Kael discovers the truth: his father’s final mission was to kill a First-Class Abyss Monster, not just mindless creatures. Now, hunted by the corrupt UWN government, tormented by the Covenant’s lies, and stalked by the Hollow—a living weapon forged from humanity’s desperation—Kael must decide: - Is his father’s dream of peace a delusion? - Why does the Abyss whisper his name like an old friend? - How far will he go to carve a safe haven from the dark? Perfect for fans of: - The Broken Empire’s grim brutality - Attack on Titan’s desperate last stands - The Locked Tomb’s cosmic horror undertones

In the heart of the vast and gleaming Eirhardt Empire, where bloodlines dictate power and magic shapes destiny, a nameless child is left at the gates of an orphanage on a quiet night. Born into silence, raised in shadows, Elarion does not cry. He does not demand. He simply watches, listens, and endures. But the empire watches too. When a mysterious noble cloaked in imperial black kneels before him, everything shifts. Elarion—only two years old—is chosen. Not for his power. Not for prophecy. Just... for being seen. “In the arms of the Empire” follows the slow, intimate unfolding of a child who was never taught how to be held. Told from Elarion’s perspective as he grows from invisible orphan to the Imperial Heir, the novel traces a path not of war or prophecy, but of soft glances, untied ribbons, whispered names, and rooms that finally feel like home. It is a story of found family, silent resilience, and the aching, beautiful weight of being loved without needing to earn it.

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Synopsis: (inspired by Lord of the Mysteries). In the last breath of his previous life, Elias Thorne, a renowned historian and cryptographer, found himself facing the inexplicable: not the darkness of nothingness, but the gleam of a golden spiral — a galaxy collapsing within his own soul. Reincarnated in a world where the real bends to the symbolic, the protagonist awakens in the skin of a disinherited young commoner: Kaelen Vance, in a metropolis called Vaeldar, capital of the Syranthin empire, ruled by a Veiled Council that never shows its faces. There, reality is shaped by Paths of Awakening, mystical routes followed by those who dare to ingest the Primordial Symbols — fragments of absolute truths that break the mind and sculpt destiny. There are 25 Paths, each a mirror of universal archetypes, each demanding the price of sanity in exchange for power. As young Kaelen Vance adapts to the upside-down logic of a world where words carry arcane weight and names can kill, he discovers that someone—or something—brought him here for a purpose. An Invisible Theater stages his life.

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’

I'm also uploading this on royalroad under the profile https://www.royalroad.com/profile/751665 You know Truck-kun. The chrome-gleaming, destiny-delivering cosmic entity responsible for everyone else's glorious second chances in a fantasy world. Well, I am Truck-kun. Or, rather, I was. Turns out, being the universe's busiest reincarnation service comes with a mountain of cosmic paperwork, an aggressively cheerful HR department, and absolutely zero paid vacation. One catastrophic "System Overload" and an "Unplanned Recall" later, I, the professional harbinger of plot, found myself unexpectedly isekai'd. Not as an overpowered hero, mind you, but as "Leo": a squishy, bipedal human with a horrifyingly intact consciousness, a pulse (ugh), and a brand-new body that hurts when I think about it. My new "life" comes with a glaring, glitchy HUD. Apparently, I'm now a "MAJOR VILLAIN" with a primary directive to "CAUSE PROBLEMS ON PURPOSE." Problem is, my powers—which basically turn me into a walking, accidental demolition derby—have a nasty habit of doing the exact opposite of villainy. I try to make a dramatic entrance, I accidentally save a bus full of orphans. I attempt grand larceny, I accidentally organize a charity bake sale. My "Villainy Points" are currently a dismal negative, while my "Hero Affection" keeps alarmingly skyrocketing. To make matters worse, the universe’s most annoyingly enthusiastic rookie hero, Solar Seeker (Warning: Excessive Hair Gel Usage), keeps showing up, convinced I'm some kind of misunderstood anti-hero. And don't even get me started on the system that keeps demanding I "commit an atrocity to continue" while simultaneously offering "Tax Evasion" as a villainous act. Meanwhile, the original Truck-kun (me, from another cosmic timeline) is still out there, rampaging across dimensions, causing the very reality I'm stuck in to glitch. So now, I, a former god of vehicular homicide, am stuck trying to be a villain, constantly failing upwards into accidental heroism, all while avoiding HR, actual villains, and the existential dread of having feet. Join Leo – the reluctant, burnt-out villain who just wants to clock out – as he navigates a world that refuses to let him be evil, proving that sometimes, the most spectacular failures lead to the most annoying amount of XP. Get ready for: System errors, accidental good deeds, heroes with bad knees, and a lot of grumpy monologuing.

I wasn’t supposed to be here. Not in this fallen temple. Not in this broken life. Reborn as a false priest, a lie draped in worn robes, praying to gods who had long forgotten me. This place was my prison. My exile. A tomb for a soul who had no right to hope. Then he appeared. A filthy man, reeking of sweat and something darker, something intoxicating. His eyes gleamed with wild fire, and a crooked smile tugged at his lips like he knew every secret I tried to hide. He sauntered in, voice low and teasing. "Well, well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb in a den of shadows?"He asked. "I am the last priest this temple has."I said. He laughed, a slow, sultry sound that sent shivers down my spine. "False priest, true sinner. You’re far too serious for a place like this." His gaze lingered a moment too long, the heat in his eyes promising danger and delight. "I’m not supposed to fall. Not supposed to want."I said. He stepped closer, breath warm against my ear. "Oh, but darling, temptation is the sweetest kind of prayer."He grinned. And just like that, my quiet exile shattered, torn apart by a demon’s obsession. A seduction incubus who wasn’t afraid to play with fire… and power me in ways I never expected.

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.

Alexander Kael Touch, a self-made young billionaire, found his meteoric rise tragically cut short on a school trip. But fate had other plans, whisking him and his classmates away to a realm of swords and magic – a world where power manifested as unique: ''Gifts." While friends awoke to magnificent Gifts, Alex's Gift yielded only two enigmatic guns: one gleaming silver, the other shrouded in black. Worse, he couldn't use magic like his peers, drawing scorn and derision. Yet, fueled by an unyielding spirit and a burning dream, Alex refused to falter. In this new world, he craved not wealth, but the strength to forge his own destiny. One goal burned bright: to rise once more, not to the peaks of financial power, but to the pinnacle of strength and control. This is the chronicle of Alexander Kael Touch, the boy with two guns in a world of wonders. A tale of relentless struggle, forged in the crucible of mockery and doubt. A journey to the apex, where the scorned student will become the ultimate warrior. Whispers of the "Death Guns Master" stir, echoes of a legend rising from slumber. The world may have forgotten them, but they are coming back. †††††††††††† Nickaido's here with D-Guns, do not expect the smartest MC because he was once a billionaire, is still young, he has his flaws, he will learn and grow, so will the other characters. At the beginning other characters are stronger but worry not everything will change starting from around chapter 80 onward. Also sorry in advance because some of the female characters have strong backgrounds but it's for the sake of the future story, this book is just the start, I'm still improving. Sorry in advance, English is not my first language, so they may be grammatical errors and misspelled words. Please bear with me. I'm trying to improve to provide a better story. Starting from chapter 200th, I have started using Grammarly premium to help me with the English, so I think it's become better. As for the earliest chapters, I have started to re-edit them slowly; I will do more as I get more time. Maybe hire a professional editor when I can. Once again, this is not some sophisticated story; it has many flaws, which I'm trying to learn from; however, this doesn't make the story less enjoyable. Would you please give it a try? Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7MRsHg33tv

"You were never meant to touch me," Nyla hissed, the mark on her skin burning like a curse. "It was Ka’el’s right." "Then let him take it back—if he dares," Theron replied coldly, his eyes gleaming with defiance. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? “You have ruined all of us.” She sobbed. “No,” he said. “I have bent fate. And now I’ll rewrite it.” ______ Once every hundred years, beneath the light of the Blue Moon, the gods of Myrenn descend to choose their fated Vessel—an ancient soul-binding rite that crowns the next ruler of the realms. Ka’el, god of light and rightful heir, was meant to mark Nyla—a quiet healer from a forgotten bloodline. But in a single, brutal moment, his younger brother Theron stole that right. Fierce, unrelenting, and tired of being overshadowed, he forced the bond meant for another. Now Nyla is bound to the wrong god. The mark sears her soul. The bond fractures the realms. And as visions of two ruined futures haunt her steps, Nyla becomes the battleground for a war far older than she is prepared for hi Because the greatest threat isn’t the gods. It’s what happens when fate is defied— …and desire is mistaken for destiny.

Travel to the begining of Karto's story where evil lurks in the shadows with white gleaming eyes, where love and tragedy show themselves. Original Ideas or references are from Minecraft universe

What will happen when Nitya, a happy-go-lucky girl, finds out that she is the reincarnation of the Princess of a Healer tribe, whose own forbidden love story was the reason for the annihilation of her own tribe? What events are going to unfold now, when they come face-to-face in the modern set-up, and she figures out that her fears are rooted in the events of her past life? Is this a love story fated to end in heartbreak, because of a slight unknown mistake? How will Ji-hun deal when he comes to realise that he is the one behind all the heartbreaks and pain in their life, and most devastatingly, the death of the one and only love of his lives? The animal healer, Reneé, who was raised to be the shield of the plant healer Princess of the Healer tribe. Because being the older one inevitably brings the responsibility on one's shoulders! What will be her decision when she finds out that the partner destined for her was the very reason for the unfulfillment of her duties? After twelve hundred years, will she be able to forgive him when she finally encounters him? Will Surbhi, a leading architect, be able to forgive the love of her life for the mistakes he has made in the past, after remembering everything? In its own grounds that lie beyond the concepts of time and place, Destiny takes hold of the reins and brings all four to a crossroads on a journey of love, reincarnation and secrets with the tangled threads of Fate! ATTENTION! For the coin code, you can reach me on either discord or Instagram. Discord- @JoJo_17_34 (#2655) Instagram- @entangled_writes Come say hello, and the code is only valid for the first 10 readers, so hurry! The dates and status of the giveaway will be updated in authors note in the chapters, so keep an eye on that! The cover photo does not entirely belong to me. I have actually merged two picture: and the two pictures that have been used for the cover are by 'Wall Zencafe' (Copyright 2021. All rights reserved.) and 'UHDPaper 2021'.

[Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, monster girls, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!] ..... Creed Walden was a man of culture. Refined. Sophisticated. A true enjoyer of the finer things in life. Which was exactly why he ended up getting shot in the nuts. Who knew that messing with a gangster’s woman would lead to such unfortunate circumstances? One moment, he was enjoying the peak of pleasure, the next—BANG! Eternal darkness. But instead of fading into nothingness, he woke up… in a completely different world. A world he knew. It was the setting of a novel he had read ten years ago—a brutal, unforgiving wasteland where monstrous creatures roamed, and humanity teetered on the brink of extinction. The Apocalypse had begun. Here, humans awakened incredible talents to survive. Some became swordmasters, capable of cutting mountains in half. Others became mages, wielding fire and lightning at their fingertips. The strong ruled, the weak perished, and only those with true power could thrive. And Creed? He awakened… a summoning ability. Not bad, right? He could call forth mighty beasts, legendary heroes, or divine warriors to fight for him! At least, that’s what he thought. Until his first summon appeared. A gorgeous, sultry woman with horns, bat-like wings, and a very inappropriate outfit. A Succubus. It didn’t take long for Creed to realize the shocking truth—his summoning ability could only summon Succubi! The apocalypse was raging. Civilization was collapsing. People were awakening godlike powers to fight for survival. And here he was. Surrounded by beautiful, seductive demons who thrived on… other kinds of energy. Creed leaned back with a grin, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and wicked excitement. “...Well, I suppose there are worse fates.”

Asher never liked following the rules. In his old world, he was just a regular guy, stuck with the same boring life and no real power. But when he got thrown into a new world, he thought things would finally be different. Instead, he became an extra. Just another background character with no special abilities, no status. It pissed him off. How could he, someone who always wanted to break free and live on his own terms, end up like this again, even in a new world? Then, the System appeared. [Ding] [System implementation process begins; you are chosen to inherit a personalized System. You can choose to become a Great Hero or an Evil Villain. By completing tasks assigned to you based on the path you choose, you can earn mystical rewards, wealth, and power beyond your wildest imagination. Do you accept the System?] Asher stared at the glowing message, his frustration boiling over. Hero? That was a joke. Heroes followed rules, played by society’s ideals, and lived to help others. He’d had enough of that nonsense. “I don’t need to be a hero,” Asher muttered, his voice laced with contempt. “I’ve been held back enough. I’m done with that. I’ll do things my way.” Without a second thought, he clicked on the Villain option. He wasn’t about to waste time pretending to be someone he wasn’t. [Ding] [Villain path chosen. Rewards will be granted upon completion of tasks.] A cold, wicked grin spread across Asher’s face. This was it. No more being an extra. No more following anyone’s rules. Now, he had the chance to take control, to carve out his own future with power, wealth, and freedom. The world would bend to his will. “Who says I can’t be a villain?” Asher whispered, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. "Let them try to stop me." ***** No NTR , No Yuri

They said the room on the 49th floor didn’t exist. No nameplate. No ID access. No records in the company logs. But every employee at RaiSinghaniPharma knew the rule: Don’t speak of it. Don’t look at it. Don’t even think of trying the handle. Meher stood in front of it now, silent, the polished steel door gleaming under the cold-white hallway lights. His reflection blinked back at him—black eyes hardened by blood, a jagged scar slicing across the left side of his lips, another crossing the dead center of his left eye. Skin weathered and bronze from years of sunlight that no longer touched this skyscraper. Behind him, the corridor stretched empty. But he knew—cameras were watching. He shouldn’t be here. Not after hours. Not alone. And definitely not thinking about the dream he had last night. A dream of this door. A dream of blood. A dream where he died again. He reached forward. Before his fingers could graze the steel, a voice echoed behind him—low, dangerous, too calm. “That room isn’t for you, Meher.” He didn’t turn around. He didn’t need to. He knew that voice better than his own heartbeat now. Agrasen. His boss. His director. His living nightmare. And the man whose story, once upon a time, had ended in tragic flames on a page of fiction. Only, this wasn’t fiction anymore. This was the world Meher had been dragged into—the world of "The End of Eclipse." Where Agrasen was destined to die. And Meher? Meher was never meant to exist. “I didn’t open it,” Meher replied. “Yet.” A pause. Then, footsteps—measured, like a hunter circling prey. “Curiosity is a dangerous trait,” Agrasen murmured, voice just behind him now. “Especially in men like you, who carry too many excuses… and scars.” Meher finally turned. Their eyes locked. Bronze and brown. Black and hollow. And just like that, the air between them cracked— With history that never happened, Memories that didn’t belong, And a hunger neither of them could explain. Behind the door, something pulsed. Alive. Waiting. Restricted Section. The door never opened that night. But it would. And when it did, Nothing would be the same.

Blurb > What if you could farm stats, build muscle, earn money—and never lift a finger? Kim Do-hyun is a broke, chubby college gamer who awakens a skill so lame it’s practically a meme: Cloning (Lv. 1). But this "trash skill" turns out to be the biggest cheat in the awakened world—because when his clone trains, grinds, and suffers… Do-hyun gets stronger without doing anything. One body lives in bed. The other body becomes a legend. In a world ruled by stats, mana, and dungeons… Do-hyun is about to break the system from the shadows. --- Synopsis > In a world where 80% of humanity has awakened supernatural talents, life is a brutal competition. College loser Kim Do-hyun is barely surviving on game bots, instant noodles, and debt. That is, until a government-mandated awakening throws him into the spotlight… only to declare his power total trash. Cloning? Level one? Cooldown? One body? What a joke. But this clone is real. It sweats. It works. It eats. And when it trains… Do-hyun's stats increase. Now, while the clone grinds 24/7—running, working, even getting beat up—Do-hyun chills in bed, reaping the rewards. His strength rises. His body transforms. His life begins to change. But power attracts attention. And when an S-Rank hunter known only as The Jumper starts watching, Do-hyun realizes something terrifying: He might not be the only one cheating the system.

--- His voice was deep. Commanding. Dangerous. My fingers trembled on the door handle. I knew I shouldn't. I knew I should walk away. But when he looked at me like that—cold eyes full of fire—I forgot how to breathe. The moment I sat, he slammed the door behind me and grabbed my chin. "You were smiling at him like your damn teeth don't touch," he growled. "You think I didn't see that?" "I wasn't—" "Don't lie to me." His fingers tangled in my hair, not rough, but firm enough to make my heart pound. "You don't smile at anyone like that but me. You hear me?" My breath caught. His face was close. Too close. "I don't like sharing what's mine," he whispered, breath hot against my cheek. "And you, kitten… you're mine." A sharp shiver ran through me as his thumb brushed my lip—and I stupidly bit it. A dangerous gleam lit his eyes. "Stop doing that," he said darkly. "Doing what?" I whispered. "That thing with your mouth that makes me want to ruin you." My heartbeat slammed in my ears. I knew I was in trouble. --- He was darkness itself — dangerous, cold, and untouchable. She was the light he never saw coming. it's started as a contract. but now the devil was obsessed with her. and he vowed neverto let her go. click the download button and read the dark romance between alora and diago