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A boy walk on path of blood and revenge after he loses his brother in circumstantial crisis. But what is the end of his journey? Revenge or salvation? ***** Story is neither set in old nor in futuristic timeline, which gives possibilities of realism cinematic world. While It seems bloody from the start but I assure you there's sweat and lots of white stuff bursting ahead, If you know what I mean.

"Can I get a DNA done?" "Of another man's child?" I scrunched my nose scoffing. "Do.Not.Say.That." he gritted out. "Why? It's the truth, isn't your ego accepting the fact that I could move on too?" "She is mine. I feel it. Do not lie to me." he added making me burst into laughter. "Sorry," I said stretching my index finger. "That was just hilarious, you feel what?" That minute he trapped me into his arms. “Do not play these games with me, snowflake. I might fuck up that little plan of yours." Glaring at him I said, "You're bluffing." He grasped my both hands that minute placing a bit above my head with an intense look which caught me off guard. What was he doing? "Am I still?" “Get your hands off-" He covered my lips with his and that made my wolf confused, I could feel her anger, and he demanded access to my tongue rolling it towards mine but I didn't let him. I pulled away slapping him. "How dare you?" "You pushed me. I didn't want to go to that length but you awoke the beast in me." "The only beast I know of is the one who rejected and humiliated me when I was with his child." … After Jared rejects Nova, she relocates to another pack to avoid being ostracized by her pack. But that’s not the only thing that has changed. He’s currently with the woman he chose over her, after she raised their baby alone. Her new pack is suddenly attacked, making her flee to safety to her previous pack. She seeks out a job, with secrets on her identity hoping to have a normal family raising her pup with her parents. But after she stumbles on her long time mate, her quest resurfaces— a vendetta to find who truly murdered her sister with the father of her child as the main suspect. Character teasers on my IG @ra_high_eels and Tiktok @steamyromancereads

Suddenly, the door burst open, flying a meter away from its position. A figure stood at the center of the doorway, his chest heaved heavily. His sharp claws glistened in the dim light. His raven black hair was ruffled, and his eyes were silvery grey. “Master…” I muttered, a small smile curved on my lips. ‘He came at last.’ The temperature dropped as his overbearing aura crept into every corner of the room. Damon didn’t charge or growl. He just walked forward slowly, calmly, as if he had all the time in the world. But something about him felt like the calm before a storm. “Close your eyes,” he said. His voice was so calm, as if everything was alright. Then came a sharp, horrifying sound like thick fabric tearing. A blood-chilling cry followed. “STOP! PLEASE! I didn’t touch her… I was wrong… please…!” Erik wailed. But another snap came, followed by a heavy thud against the ground.  “Touch what belongs to me…” Damon murmured. His voice was low, steady, and terrifying. “…And this is what you get.” A long silence followed. Then, slow footsteps echoed. “You’re safe now,” he said. He covered my body with his jacket and carried me out. The candle behind us flickered once more, casting one last glow on Erik’s bloodied remains… before it went out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Ember opened her eyes, she was no longer the powerful, independent woman she once was. Instead, she woke up in the fragile, abused body of a lowly Omega, destined to be nothing but a breeder for the Alphas. Her escape attempt didn’t get her far. Instead, it led her straight into the path of Damon Blackthorn, the ruthless Lycan King feared by all. Sold like a slave by her own father, Ember becomes the property of a man with a frozen heart and a violent temper. But beneath her submissive mask lies something more: a cunning mind and a will that refuses to break. Now, in a world ruled by dominance, power, and ancient bloodlines, Ember must do more than just survive. She must outsmart a king. She must earn the loyalty of the very people who scorn her. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll bring the Alpha to his knees.

Nathan Beck was never meant to be a hero. Life chewed him up, spat him out, and left him hollow. A ghost in his own skin, haunted by grief and disillusionment. But death offered him something else: A new viewpoint. And a question no one else was asking. Now reborn as Hidesuke Shinohara, a forgotten, F-tier “hero” in the digital world of Arc Zenith, he's granted an ominous, forbidden power: The Final Verdict System. It doesn’t hand out points. It doesn’t reward popularity. It exists for one reason alone: To pass judgment on the heroes who think they’re untouchable. In a world where saviors wear pretentious masks and villains are manufactured scapegoats, Hidesuke becomes the razor’s edge between false light and true shadow. As he climbs the twisted hierarchy of power, surveillance, and illusion, his blade becomes justice. As he hunts them one by one, his judgement zones carve truth into lies. Every sentence burns a legacy. Every sin carries a weight. And real justice finally gets a voice. - - - - - - - The alley was soaked, wall to wall with blood and rain. C-tier Hero "Rot" slammed Hidesuke through a rusted vent, sending shards of metal skittering across the floor. “You don’t get to judge me, you fucker!” he roared, face littered with ugly wounds and eyes wide with fury. Hidesuke coughed, blood in his teeth, and pushed himself up. “Thirty-five victims,” he rasped. “How many more must go down in silence before you feel any remorse?” Rot surged forward again, his palm bursting with hydroforce. Hidesuke didn't dodge. All conditions were met. It was time to end this. > “I bear witness.” Then the world around them split in half. Light scorched the pavement as the Judgment Zone warped reality, replacing every structure within the radius. The rain stopped midair. Sound bent in place. Everything froze except Hidesuke—and Rot, now locked inside with him. > “Violation of Article Nine.” > “You turned their lungs into breeding sites for your filthy worms.” Rot screamed, lunging again. But the chains found him first, wrapping around his legs, arms, throat. They hissed against his skin, burning through his armor and piercing his flesh. > “Sin Weight: 46.” > “Victim Count: 35.” > “Verdict confirmed.” Hidesuke walked toward him, limping slightly, voice steady. > “They desperately begged you for air. Yet you used them like lifeless objects.” > “Let this be your last breath.” His hand closed around the final seal. The glyphs flared red—then white. Veil didn’t get a last word. - - - - - - - [ ! ] If you've been looking for a story with a unique plot and background, congrats you've found the one. Don't waste any more time. Head right in. [ ! ] The first few chapters are evenly-paced and mostly of slice-of-life. The system doesn't make a real appearance until a little later, after a condition is met. [ ! ] Discord server dropping soon.

Yun Ran, the successor of Qingfeng View, accidentally got transmigrated into a book due to a blunder. Even more speechlessly, she ended up as a character destined to die early. As the heiress of a wealthy family, not only was her luck and destiny stolen, despised by the heavens, but she was also backstabbed by her own mother, who is the female protagonist, becoming a stepping stone for the male and female leads' happily ever after - absolutely used as a tool. Faced with a disastrous start: No panic, she could simply revert to her old job, setting up a stall for fortune-telling - first three fortunes free, don't miss out as you pass by~ Facing injustice and evil: Little ones, take this, descend heavenly thunder! Open the gates of hell! No petty person shall overpower me, all retreat!!! Facing random strikes of heavenly thunder: Hehe, can’t touch me; ancestors, someone is bullying me, come save me~~~ Merely running a fortune-telling stall, casually saving people, occasionally undertaking tasks for some hard-earned money, she caused evil cultivators to flee, broke her peers’ defenses, and made wealthy families wary. Everyone heard that Yun Ran had a backing, the Xie family's notorious young master who 'kills people and is short-lived'. Some resentful and envious people kept waiting and waiting, not only did they fail to see Yun Ran meet her demise, nor the young master Xie pass away, but they witnessed Yun Ran amassing boundless merits, firmly sitting on the throne as the number one person in the mystic sect. And that Mr. Xie, unknowingly picked up the habit of making fortune bursts, remarkably living a long life through sheer spending.

Nathaniel, a 25-year-old comic artist and otaku, drowns in rejection, his imaginative creations dismissed as aimless and worthless by a harsh world. One transformative night, his reality fractures when Koko, a mischievous Alphabet wielding Celestial powers, bursts from his sketchbook, plunging him into Endoryo—the fantastical realm he penned in his comics. Thrust into a war-ravaged land under Queen Sei’s rule, Nathaniel discovers his arrival is no accident: he’s tasked with a cryptic mission to avert a Great War sparked by Suwi, a noble Soul Eater imprisoned for her perilous abilities. Guided by Koko’s unpredictable whims and supported by Melon, a telepathic companion with the power to create, Nathaniel faces the daunting challenges of this alien world, wrestling with his human limitations. As he grapples with the surreal truth that his imagination now shapes his destiny, he embarks on a journey to rewrite reality itself.

In the first episode, Little Palace Maid Lian Hua, holding tea leaves, thought to curry favor with Zhaoyi. The Emperor intercepted her halfway, and before she could react, he hijacked her tea leaves, leaving her bewildered. In the second episode, she wanted to curry favor with the Noble Consort. During the Noble Consort's birthday feast, she hadn't even presented the meticulously prepared tea leaves before the Emperor seized them, leaving her aggrieved. In the third episode, she had just sneaked out with the Palace Maids to pick bamboo shoots, planning to go back and cook something delicious when the Emperor burst out of nowhere wanting to freeload a meal. If it wasn't tasty, he would punish her, she managed to barely pass muster by exerting all her energy. Before she could feel relieved, the Emperor told her he was also staying to sleep! This time, he was thoroughly taking advantage of her, enjoying free food and lodging without the slightest intention of rewarding her. At night, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. All the silver she had saved up in earlier years had been used to sustain the Emperor. Now that the money was gone, she feared being punished for not being able to support him in the future. The more she thought, the sadder she got, her tears plopping down, which woke the Emperor sleeping beside her. In a flurry, the Emperor consoled her, "There, there, don't cry, don't cry. I haven't even had time to reward you, how could I punish you!" After much consoling, and finally with his promise to provide for her sustenance, she turned her tears into laughter. The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. This Little Concubine would need to be favored properly from now on—he dared not make her cry again. →→【This story has concluded, thank you for reading】→→ New book recommendation: "Consort of the Roll-Royce is Here, Run!"—It's a good read! Please add it to your favorites.

Zhulan, in a transmigration novel about a supporting female's counterattack through farming, managed a triple leap: getting married, bearing children, and becoming a mother-in-law. The point to focus on: She became the wicked mother-in-law from the counterattack stories. From 26 to 36, not to mention, with six kids in tow, two daughters-in-law, a few grandkids, and a still-living husband—emphasis on the fact that he's not her original spouse, but the one who trapped her into transmigration. Only after becoming the original body did Zhulan realize she was miserably tricked by her two daughters-in-law. The elder daughter-in-law had a loud voice, complete with a 'brain-enhancing' feature—it turned every little issue into a big deal once it reached her mouth. The younger daughter-in-law was timid and weak, bursting into tears at the drop of a hat, perfectly crafting the image of Zhulan as a wicked mother-in-law. Zhulan, ".......This life is really unbearable." Someone, "You still have me." Zhulan, "Ha, you're the one who screwed me over the most!" Someone, "......"

An extraordinary genius in cultivation, after encountering the Xuan Yuan Divine Dragon Technique, his skills skyrocketed but he still struggled to break through a bottleneck. The old man calculated with his fingers and said, your opportunity lies at the foot of the mountain! Lin Xi was stunned and nearly burst into tears: After all these years, you finally said those words.

Welcome to Hell’s Game. [Entering instance: Bloody Restaurant] [The position you applied for: Delivery Person] [Your customers include: a fat otaku emitting a corpse stench, a maid who bursts at the slightest disagreement...] [Your colleagues include: A boss who's too pretty to be human, A cow or a horse in the literal sense, a man-eating tree that swears in French...] Facing these incredible characters, Liu Zheng, who wanted to be a decent person, had no choice but to give up on humanity.

By the coast, a hundred-meter Star Gate shimmered with flowing light. Beyond the Star Gate, an army forged of steel stretched as far as the eye could see. Above the Sky Dome, squadrons of fighter jets streaked across, weaving an iron curtain. In the distant ocean, scores of aircraft carriers, destroyers, and frigates dotted the seascape, ready for action. All cannons were aimed at the figure who emerged from the Star Gate. "In the name of the Federation Command Center, I order you to stand down, or what awaits you is total war," said the voice. "War?" Gu Jinlai took a step forward, and his form swelled against the wind, in an instant growing from less than two meters tall to a colossal Chaos Demon God thousands of kilometers high, emitting the brilliance of a white dwarf star from his being, his own gravity causing thunder and lightning, as well as tsunamis and tides within a thousand-mile radius. He looked down... At the war weapons that seemed like toys. He reached out, and a hydrogen bomb fell into his hand. Within him, the electron-degenerate star core released Helium, Helium elements expanded, and the terrifying high temperature instantly caused Deuterium and Tritium, Hydrogen's isotopes, to fuse, the energy bursting forth, forming a blazing white brilliance on the ocean's surface that was like igniting a sun. Before this sun's energy could be released, he clapped his hands together, and the dazzling white, mixed with heat in the billions of degrees, was compressed and sealed within his palms, not a fragment escaping. "I think, you should choose peace." he suggested.

They didn’t crawl out of myths, they tore their way through them. Forgotten monstrosities, born from old tales, returned in twisted flesh to remind humanity why even speaking their names once felt dangerous. The sky split. Fire burst from the ground. Oceans boiled. Cities bled. No warning, just monsters. And with them, something else: a power system no one understood. Salvation, perhaps, but not for everyone. It gave nothing to the fearful, nothing to the weak. But to the brave, or the desperate, it offered claws. As for the gods... they stood still, silent. But not necessarily uninvolved. For Lazar, the apocalypse wasn’t a tragedy. It was a delay. He had spent years preparing for revenge, and now the world was burning at the worst possible time. Most people broke. Lazar didn’t. He never believed in hope, never counted on luck. Cold, focused, ruthless, traits that once made him a misfit now exposed everyone else’s weakness. The skills he had honed for vengeance were the very ones demanded by this new world. And vengeance doesn’t vanish just because the world ends. It waits. But monsters aren’t the only threat to his plan. Some gods want their relevance back. Some humans want order, their version of it. As for the forces threatening to destroy the world, no one really knows what they want. One thing a lot of them agree on though: in a world of kings and pawns, someone like him, the wild grey piece on the board, must be removed.

¡La Gran Leyenda del Beyblade, Oborot Endo convoca a todos los jóvenes Bladers del Mundo a la Copa Oborot! Donde no sólo se medirá al mejor prodigio del mundo bey. Oborot no quiere encontrar al campeón del torneo, quiere encontrar un corazón digno de suceder el poder del Blader Rey de los Cielos. ¡Miles de Bladers y sueños se levantan! ¿Serán el Eco de Caelis y el Segundo Sol quienes logren alzarse hasta llegar a la realeza?

“I, alpha Dylan, reject you, Anastasia, as my mate”. “An- and, I, Anastasia, accept your rejection, alpha Dylan”. I forced myself to say, before I ran away in tears. As soon as I arrived in my room and shut the door, I burst out laughing to my heart's content. “I can't believe this. Finally, Alpha Dylan is off my back!”. You may all be wondering why I am happy to be rejected by my mate, right? That's because I'm not the real Anastasia.

Seven Fallen Fairies Once, high above the mortal world, seven brilliant fairies ruled the heavens with their unmatched talents, and their unstoppable mischief. Their pranks were legendary. Their chaos? Uncontainable. But even divinity has its limits, and when the fairies dared to prank God Himself by sabotaging His sacred food with hated green vegetables (the audacity!), the punishment was swift and severe: Exiled. Reborn as humans. Memories wiped clean. Now scattered across Earth as ordinary teenagers, the fallen fairies live unaware of their past glory. Among them is Rhea, the former general of heaven’s army, who is the first to awaken to the truth of who they once were. But she’s not exactly in her element anymore, failing math tests, grounded by her mom, and ignored by the very friends who were once her celestial sisters. Just when Rhea thinks all hope is lost, in bursts Fate, a dramatic, smoke draped cosmic being who looks like she walked out of a fashion show and a thunderstorm at the same time. With sass, sarcasm, and absolutely no chill, Fate is determined to help restore the girls’ memories, whether through emotional re-enactments or, you know, just whacking them in the head. Together, Rhea and Fate begin the chaotic mission of gathering the fallen fairies, reigniting their lost powers, and restoring balance to the crumbling heavenly realm. But as old bonds flicker and new feelings surface, Rhea must face a deeper question: What does it mean to be divine… when your heart now beats like a human’s? Full of divine drama, school-day disasters, magical sarcasm, and friendship that defies fate itself, "Seven Fallen Fairies" is a hilarious, heart tugging fantasy about finding your power, remembering who you are, and choosing your own destiny, even when the universe has other plans. Genre: Fantasy · Magical Realism · Comedy · Found Family Audience: YA readers who love chaotic goddesses, rebellious teens, and emotionally layered friendships Perfect for fans of: The School for Good and Evil, Nimona, Percy Jackson, The Owl House, and anyone who likes their magic with a side of sarcasm and existential crisis.

=== WSA 2025 === Way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals. And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army. Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too. My Talent's Name Was Generator. Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like. So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me? Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back. I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls. Discord: https://discord.gg/3q2GJdk27D

Jack Craneson was just an ordinary college student—until a single moment changed everything. When he saves a mysterious girl from falling off a cliff, a burst of light pulls them both into a new world. Now, stranded in a land ruled by magic, ancient powers, and unfamiliar languages, Jack must adapt fast—or die trying. Accused of being a spy and nearly executed, Jack finds himself at the mercy of strangers, with only his quick thinking and modern knowledge to rely on. But as he navigates this strange new world, one thing becomes clear: he doesn’t belong here. And yet… he might be the one to change everything.

It’s not everyday the universe needs saving, and it’s certainly not everyday someone like Ares is tasked to save it. Born with unique ‘destruction’ magic, Ares, a young man bursting with character (despite his propensity to annoy), has his work cut out for him as he, alongside five others with unique magic, must set out to prevent the end of all existence. Will he succeed? Or will his obsession with blowing things up simply speed up the process? Follow along in Ares’ adventures through bizarre worlds rife with magical mayhem, fierce fights, colourful characters, and plenty of perilous plots. This is an arc by arc fantasy romp that you probably won’t want to miss, regardless of whether you’re familiar with cultivation or not. All are welcome to witness Ares, ‘the wandering calamity’ himself, go on this long and exciting journey fraught with chaos… Even if he’s the one responsible for most of it.

Jonah Park is an ordinary young man with an ordinary life, marked by quiet routines and evenings of solitary training around his town. But one night, while enjoying some simple meatloaves in front of the television, a mysterious scroll bursts into his reality, proclaiming: “The chosen one has been... you.” From that moment on, his world is completely transformed. An invisible and merciless system forces him to complete daily quests or face “The Penance,” an unknown punishment that stalks him like a shadow. His body begins to change, his strength multiplies, and a fanged dagger appears in his hand, ready to hunt... even what doesn't seem like a threat. When Jonah wakes up in a snow-covered world, with no trace of his home or his city, he understands that there is no turning back. Now he must survive in an icy dimension, guided only by quests, statistics, and enemies hidden behind digital projections. Each creature he eliminates, each wound he heals, brings him one step closer to something greater. His body evolves, his mind adapts... but his soul is on the edge of the abyss. Who designed this system? Why was he chosen? And what exactly is the Golden Dawn, that word that begins to repeat itself in dreams and visions? When his level reaches a new threshold, Jonah understands that this is not just a game. It's a war. And he's not the only player.

Bubbles… Soft, fragile, and fleeting. They drift without purpose, bursting at the slightest touch. They aren’t weapons. They aren’t threats. Just harmless playthings, forgotten the moment they vanish. But what if bubbles weren’t so innocent? What if, in a world of Hunters—where magic shatters mountains and fists split seas—someone awakened a Skill based entirely on bubbles? A joke. A death sentence. Goblins would laugh. The weak would pity him. The strong wouldn’t even bother to look twice. But powers can hide secrets. And some truths are buried in plain sight. When a nameless F-Rank awakens the “Bubble Skill,” no one expects him to survive. Let alone rise. However, the indomitable spirit of River Faelan refused to die. Step by step, he climbed to the top—shattering every limit placed on a “mere” Bubble Mage. He proved them all wrong. And he’ll do it again, Even if it means starting from the very bottom… for one more time. .... What to expect from this Novel: - Dungeons/Portals - Time Travel to the Past - Overpowered Protagonist - Creative use of Abilities/Skills/Powers - System/LitRPG - And more! Please send Power Stones/Golden Tickets/Gifts to support this Novel!

No.....she whispered. Before she could react, she was pulled toward an empty cage. The metal door opened, and she was shoved inside. She stumbled, catching herself against the cold bars. “You can’t do this. You can’t—” The door slammed shut behind her. “Prepare her,” one man barked. “Auction starts in ten.” A woman entered—beautiful, soulless eyes, carrying folded clothes and a black blindfold. “I suggest you cooperate,” the woman said calmly. “The others didn’t, and you don’t want to end up like them.” Diana didn’t move at first. But she didn’t fight either. She was numb. They changed her into a barely-there silk dress—dark red, almost like blood. Then tied the blindfold back over her eyes. She heard the other girls being led out. Then her turn came. She was hauled back to her feet and led through another narrow hallway. Voices grew louder. Music echoed faintly. She was on display now. She didn’t need sight to feel the eyes crawling over her skin. When they ripped the blindfold off, she was already standing in a glass cage. The spotlight hit her first—hot, humiliating. Her cage was positioned in the center of an elevated platform. Surrounding her in a perfect ring were masked men in tuxedos and shadowed faces. Power oozed from their silence. Money gleamed from their watches. Diana’s breath came in short, clipped bursts. An announcer’s voice sliced through the air. “Lot 7B,” he began. “Age twenty-two. Beautiful. Educated. Fiery temper, and as of this morning... untamed.” Laughter rose from the crowd. Her stomach turned. “Let’s begin bidding at twenty million.” “Twenty-five,” someone called. “Thirty.” “Forty-five.” “Sixty.” The number rose with every breath. Diana gripped the bars of the cage, heart slamming against her ribs. Then came a pause. A silence that rang louder than any noise. And then—calm, deep, distinct: “Four hundred million.”

One day, the sky burst open, and light began to shower down on the earth—an event no one could have foreseen. It wasn’t just light; it was a signal. A beginning. The dawn of a new era. In the weeks and months that followed, people across the globe began to awaken—gaining strange and extraordinary abilities. Some could bend the elements, others twist time, heal wounds, or command forces never before imagined. Yet, not all were touched by this miracle. Many remained as they were—ordinary, powerless, watching the world change around them. Despite the divide between the gifted and the untouched, a new society began to take shape. A world reshaped by this mysterious awakening. And with it came uncertainty, danger... and hope. Because no matter how the world evolves, one truth will always remain: Heroes will rise. Born with powers or not, there will always be those who stand up for peace. For justice. For others. This is the story of that world. A world we lived in. A world where some awakened—and some simply chose to fight anyway.

Lumberling, a 42-year-old civil engineer, grew numb to the monotonous rhythm of modern life. Hoping to rekindle his sense of wonder, he set out on a solitary nature trip, only to stumble upon an ancient, forgotten pyramid. A strange red light burst forth, killing him instantly… and binding itself to his soul. Cast adrift in the void, his soul found no rest, until he awoke in the body of a young foot soldier, bleeding and broken on a war-torn battlefield in a world not his own. Determined not to die again, Lumberling fights to survive in this brutal new realm where knights clash with monsters, kingdoms rise and fall, and mysterious powers shape the fate of nations. Armed with a strange ability to devour the essence of those he slays, he begins to carve out a new path, one forged by blood, strength, and sheer will. But power alone may not be enough. In a world where danger lurks in every shadow, and ancient forces stir in the dark, can a lost soul rise above fate… or will he be consumed by the very essence he seeks to control?

Synopsis: Bloodline Ascendance In the harsh, unforgiving lands of the Mortal Realm, Kaelen Thorne is just a simple, struggling villager, fiercely dedicated to his parents and his innocent little sister, Lyra. His life is one of quiet desperation, until a catastrophic incident shatters his peaceful existence, forcing him to unconsciously unleash a latent power that catches the eye of Elder Valerius from the Azure Sky Sect. Discovered for a potential hidden talent, Kaelen is taken as a disciple, thrust into the treacherous world of cultivation. Little does he know, the burst of power was merely a flicker of his dormant Apex Genesis Bloodline—a forgotten heritage that traces back to primordial chaos beasts, granting him the unparalleled ability to transform into composite, devastating beast forms and command cosmic forces. As Kaelen battles his way through the cutthroat sect, facing envious rivals and life-threatening trials, his bloodline awakens in stages, granting him strength beyond imagination. His path to power is not a solitary one. With his family firmly by his side, uplifted and protected as he ascends, Kaelen embarks on an epic journey through vast Spirit, Immortal, and even God Realms. Along the way, his undeniable charisma and raw power attract a growing harem of beautiful, sexy, alluring, and powerful women. From the ice-cold Saintess Ling Feiyue and the dangerously seductive Seraphina Vex, to the regal Empress Anya Volkov and the ancient Lyraea Whisperingleaf, each wife brings unique strengths, challenges, and passionate intimacy to his life. As Kaelen rises, he cultivates not only his own strength but also a powerful lineage. His wives bear him progenies who inherit astonishing combinations of their parents' powers, amplifying the might of the Apex Genesis Bloodline and ensuring a legacy that will span eons. Confronting tyrannical emperors, cosmic abominations, and ancient secrets, Kaelen must master his unique transformations, forge an indomitable empire, and protect everything he holds dear. "Bloodline Ascendance" is a sweeping saga of a humble youth who defies destiny, wields unmatched primordial power, conquers realms, and builds an ultimate dynasty forged in passion and loyalty, ascending to become the supreme progenitor of a new, dominant cosmic order.

Purity a low ranking, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

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

Jidenna stared at the harem villain's unconscious body under his feet and the 13 knocked out beauties scattered around him. He looked at the sky and sighed, "Can't I have a break" **** After being betrayed and killed by the one closest to him Jidenna, an ancient god woke up in a rental apartment with no memory of who he was. His only clue was the acceptance letter on his laptop to a university across the continent and the insight that accompanied him: he could know the use of an object with a touch. But before he could fully adjust to his new reality he was poisoned. Dragging himself from the gate of hades he went on a spree of revenge and afterwards set off to another land for schooling. Thinking to himself that the action was over but he began to notice strange things ever since he entered Pǔshì University His roommate wanted to siphon his luck. His seatmate was a trouble magnet and a harbinger of disaster. The random elderly man wanted to steal his girl and make her his 108th concubine. As if that wasn't enough action already the world ended gods and monsters tore open the sky bringing forth a new era of chaos. Bursting with anger, Jidenna rubbed them all in the sand and stuffed grass in their mouths. ——— Contact me on Instagram @Daoist_Starweaver

Mike Thawnfield was basking at a beach when a sudden burst of magic sent him falling into the chaotic world of Loonè. Radiance! Colors! And Magical Beasts! Loone is ruthless, and to survive, he must become worse. Whatever force brought him here didn’t leave him empty-handed. It gave him power. A weapon. A way to dominate the magical beasts of this world. But taming beasts takes more than strength. It takes surrendering who he once was… and becoming something new. Will he thrive? Or be devoured by Loonè, or by himself?

Arush, an overweight, bullied, and deeply unhappy boy, lived a life defined by constant torment and a desperate longing for normalcy. His already miserable existence was violently upended, leading to his reincarnation into a brutal, game-like world. Despite this drastic change, his old pain and loneliness persisted, amplified in this new, hostile environment. Even amidst these amplified hardships, Arush clings to a fragile hope for a normal life. However, his past and present circumstances paint a picture of a life marked by consistent failure and suffering. He is, in essence, a boy who, despite being physically alive, had nothing of true value: no peace, no acceptance, no belonging This is the story of a boy who had everything and yet still had nothing, "Greatest Failure in the History of Mankind"

Ten thousand years after Carlotta's accidental fall, pure humans have long been extinct, genetically evolved orcs dominate the world, they are valiant and warlike, possessing near-perfectly strong physiques and extraordinary fighting strength, the only drawback is that females are scarce. The only drawback is the scarcity of females. Male orcs will burst into heat when they reach adulthood, and will go crazy if there is no female to appease them. When the only pure human girl with sss-level guidance ability comes to the future of the orc world, the whole continent goes crazy. When learned that she was born pregnant body, can for the heir of the king beast breeding top pure blood offspring, all parties big brother is scrambling to pander to snatch broken skull, just to be able to get the beauty favor, and her to make baby to raise pups ......