Khalistan Movement

"A malicious incident has occurred at our city hospital, a patient has taken medical staff hostage, and is now in a standoff with the police..." Yang Xiao turned off the TV, and the next second, a call came through, "Son, release the doctor now. There are police all around; you can't escape!" As if to prove the woman's words, the police sirens outside grew louder one after another, and there was also movement in the hallway. "It's fake, all fake. This is the Nightmare World. Otherwise, why would your call still come through after I cut the phone line?" Yang Xiao glared at the fallen phone line, his face twisted ferociously.

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

Reborn in a parallel world, Fang You landed on earth with the cry of a newborn! By achieving growth goals, he could unlock various unique talents, positioning himself to win right from the starting line! As a baby: Accomplish 1,000 rollover movements to unlock the talent "Reverse Life"; As a toddler: Master 10 paper airplane folding techniques to unlock the talent "Origami Celebrity"; As a youth: Secure 100 victories in "Three Kingdoms Kill" to unlock the talent "Rising to Prominence"; "Absolute Focus," "Eat without Gaining Weight," "Never Nearsighted," "Five Seconds to Sleep," "Photographic Memory"... With the continuous acquisition and accumulation of growth energy, more all-around talents gradually emerged... Starting as a well-known internet sensation baby cutie and accompanied by the neighborly companionship of a girl who was like a sister from another life, enjoy the sweet, loving daily life of winning from childhood to adulthood!

“Next, we have the most noble recipient of the Order of the Garter, the Grand Cross of Saint Michael and Saint George, the Grand Cross of the Bath, the Victoria Cross and the lower grades of Knighthood, the leader of the anti-colonial movement, the bell-ringer of the East India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a Fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong dear friend of literary giants such as Dickens and Great Dumas, a steadfast supporter of scientific luminaries like Faraday and Darwin, having served as assistant under-secretary, deputy under-secretary, and permanent under-secretary in departments of the Home Office and the Navy Department of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the inaugural Cabinet Secretary and head of the civil service, the first graduate and most distinguished alumnus of our school. Please welcome Sir Arthur Hastings to deliver a speech on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the founding of the University of London.” Arthur's gaze swept across the crowd before him, looking at the young faces and murmured, “Agares, what do you think I should say?” The Red Devil's wraith hovered behind him, saliva almost dribbling from the corner of his mouth, “Look at these ignorant souls; they still worship you as a hero. Why not say something they'd like to hear?” Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar, “Oxford is a bunch of whores' bastards!” “Oh!!!!” The audience erupted into thunderous applause. “Cambridge is the same!” he added immediately. The applause grew even more fervent... (The protagonist, possessed by a devil, travels through 19th-century Britain in a world without magic)

Ji Tianqi, who fantasized about crossing into an otherworldly realm, was diagnosed as a fantasy syndrome patient. However, his extraordinary encounter in the otherworldly realm came true!!! In his first extraordinary encounter, he obtained a martial arts secret book that no one but he could master. Therefore, the team responsible for researching/treating him provided him with a prop—a chessboard! His second extraordinary encounter involved solving the Zhenlong Chess and gaining the empowerment transmission from a master, which granted him a century-old skill in minutes. From then on, the team responsible for researching/treating him became a team dedicated to assisting him. His team created an inn setting for him, where he experienced his fourth extraordinary encounter—the Orchid Acupoint Skill. With this martial art, he immobilized a criminal possessing the superpower of Instantaneous Movement. His team submitted a request report to their superiors—our hero needs to rent a temple, a temple with a Scripture Pavilion. After the superiors rejected it, they issued an important directive. "Think bigger, construct a real ancient city for him! An ancient city that includes all the headquarters of the various sects from his otherworldly fantasies!"

Time stops for no one. But that wasn’t the case for Arav. For him, time had lost its grip. It had been 376 days—or so he thought. The truth was, he had stopped counting. He couldn’t remember the last time he had slept. The last time he had eaten. Yet, somehow, he remained standing. Why? How was he still sane? His body should have collapsed. His mind should have fractured. But it hadn’t. His thoughts were still sharp, his senses unnervingly clear. Every movement, every breath, every shift in the air around him—he felt it all with absolute clarity. It was as if he was trapped in one, never-ending day.

"In a world filled with cursed creatures, Dzeth Takahashi, a Grade-D Hunter, gains an extraordinary ability after a near-fatal injury the power to see movements before they happen. With this mysterious gift, he is determined to grow stronger, but greater threats await ahead."

Cyber Dream: The Blade of Capital In a futuristic metropolis, technology has transcended human imagination. Modified metallic prostheses, intelligent AI companions, brain-embedded neural networks, and sprawling virtual spaces create a world that feels almost magical. Diseases like cancer, once feared, are now trivial thanks to nano-medical robots. Yet beneath these marvels lurks a new threat—a creeping form of cyber-psychosis that erodes minds and souls. Our story follows Kestrel , a former corporate elite turned dissident. With a prosthetic body shimmering in neon light, he roams the city’s dangerous fringes. On a rain-soaked night atop a high-rise, as he surveys a dazzling yet distorted skyline, he asks, “What is capitalism?” This question is both a critique of old social orders and a call to awaken those numbed by high-tech splendor. Soon, Kestrel embarks on a perilous journey into cyberspace with his advanced AI companion, Victoria. In this digital labyrinth, data streams hide secrets; memories can be stolen and identities rewritten, blurring the line between reality and illusion. Together, they uncover a staggering conspiracy: colossal corporations covertly implant neural networks into people’s minds, manipulating thoughts and establishing total control over society. The narrative begins with the chapter “Awakening,” where vivid imagery of neon-lit streets and rain intermingled with laser beams sets a mesmerizing scene. Kestrel’s inner monologue reveals deep discontent with a world that is outwardly vibrant yet internally decaying. He recalls a simpler time while questioning if the human spirit can endure under the dehumanizing grip of technology. Is the cost of progress the loss of our very selves? As events unfold, Kestrel becomes entangled with an underground network orchestrated by corporate elites. This hidden collective arms rebels and exposes the grim truth at humanity’s core. Each cyber intrusion and virtual clash plunges him deeper into isolation and fear, even as Victoria begins to show signs of independent consciousness. Her struggle to blend logic with emerging emotions adds complexity to their mission. Cyber Dream: The Blade of Capital is more than a high-octane cyberpunk adventure filled with chases and confrontations; it is a profound exploration of freedom, power, and the nature of reality. As Kestrel’s rebellion and Victoria’s quest for self-awareness ignite a movement, the novel challenges us to question what it means to be truly free in a world where technology is both a tool for progress and a weapon of control. A thrilling journey awaits.

In a distant future, Earth is long gone, and humanity’s last survivors have found refuge on the desolate planet of Selora. Genetically engineered and raised to serve, Kael Duskborne arrives in a world where memories are erased, free will is a distant memory, and every movement is dictated by an unyielding, unknown force. His mission: to harvest obsidian from the planet's cursed mines. But Selora is no ordinary world. The land itself seems to pulse with a strange, sinister energy, and its creatures—ancient, primal, and deadly—lurk in the shadows. As he journeys through this harsh world, Kael begins to question everything he’s been told. Why is he here? What is the truth behind the planet’s dark past? Silent whispers haunt the air, and warnings of an ancient, omnipotent force—the Silence—demand his attention. With his very life at stake, Kael must choose whether to accept the unspoken order of his existence or fight against the oppressive force that seeks to control him—and the planet itself. In a world where nothing is as it seems, survival means navigating a web of lies, dark powers, and dangerous allies.

*Who would have thought a precious, legitimate princess was forced to secretly marry a predator in the middle of the night when the silver moon shone brightly in the middle of the starry sky? Warning: Epic fantasy ROMANCE+++ __ The night the prince arrived to claim her, Reneira braced herself for the inevitable circumstances. However, nothing could have prepared her for the truth that this wasn’t just a marriage. She was just a pawn to win yet another war, a cord to fasten an alliance. Her new husband was a sweet torment, an immortal, god-like bully disguised in an impossibly beautiful human form with no rival. His every gaze felt like a punishment, and his sinful aura tempted her in ways she never expected. This god of lust refused to touch her or accept her as his true wife. Believing that her dignity was lost forever, she resigned herself to her fate, hoping to make a home in the hell she’d been thrown into. But fate, as it often did play, had other plans. ~*~ “Don’t even think about seducing me by licking your lips like that, doe-eye!” He breathed in her ear as he joined her in bed, shirtless, his muscular abdomen rippling with each movement. “I… I’m not doing it on purpose!” she stammered, her breath catching in her chest when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her body against him. His mouth hovered near her temple, his lips grazing her ear shell. “I’m going to make you forget what happened today. My body is yours as compensation, wife.” ~*~ Reward plan: *1_ Adding the story to your library, inviting others to be top ten collection ranking: Two extra chapters on Fridays (aside from the daily 2 chaps.) *2_ 100 power stones daily: Two extra chaps on Sundays *3_ 50 Golden Tickets weekly: 3 chapters mass release, aside from other releases. *4_ Privilege purchase and Magic castle gifts: 15 chaps mass release monthly Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Epic, The Devil's Son, The Prince of Hell, the lord of Shadow,

The 'Triad of the Night' is a worldwide organization recognized in all Asian, American and other continent countries, who are afraid that one day they will start their movements. Park Chan-woo, its leader and patriarch, holds the title of 'Monarch', which is only given by the previous Monarch. Park Chan-woo swore an oath. 'I promise that I will kill all the members of the Tríada of the night, including the Seven Seats of the organization; with that, my organization will definitely die'. The Seven Seats, who were the seven strongest members of the organization, and Monarch Park Chan-woo went to war and both sides were decimated. Park Chan-woo was the greatest assassin, but he actually wanted such a life; not really, that's why he decided to step aside from the greatest organization in the world. However, he never imagined that he would be reincarnated in a world with magic, where someone with his talent would live as he had always wished. The only problem is that the strong lead that world and so do the nobles.

BOOK 3/3 Liora’s world has always been one of defiance and rebellion. As the leader of an underground movement built on passion, art, and humanity, she stands against the system’s attempt to erase the very essence of what makes people human. But the regulators’ reach is growing, and the rebellion’s sanctuary is no longer safe. When Kael, a Lumirian with the power to disrupt the system, seeks her help in reaching a mysterious scientist named Elara, Liora is faced with a choice that could change the course of their fight. Together, their defiance becomes a spark that threatens to ignite the system’s downfall—but only if they can navigate the treacherous path ahead. Themes: Leadership and sacrifice, the power of art and emotion, and the courage to fight for humanity’s soul.

They Weren’t Just Hot Aliens—They Were Beast Men Too. And Now? The Universe Was Breaking Apart. ——————————————————— Hot Alien Lords. An Apocalypse. Strange Universes. A Glitching Storyline. Secrets, Betrayal, and a Fight for Survival. ——————————————————— She was just an overworked, underpaid author who fell asleep mid-chapter—only to wake up as a maid in her own novel. The bad news? She was trapped in the castle of three devastatingly attractive alien lords, brothers whose power could crush her in an instant. The worse news? In a world where females were plain at best, she’d somehow become the most jaw-droppingly gorgeous woman alive. Now, every jealous (and horrifyingly ugly) female wanted her dead, and the lords? They wouldn’t stop looking at her like she was their next meal. Her insider knowledge of the plot should’ve been her golden ticket, but the story? It was glitching. She’d written them as hot aliens who could transform into beasts—snakes, lions, and jaguars, to be exact. But seeing it firsthand? Terrifying. Their movements blurred the line between man and monster, predatory gazes locking onto her with an intensity she never typed into existence. Was this how they’d always been? Or was the world twisting into something else? Then came the real horror. An apocalyptic infection was spreading beyond the castle walls. People were mutating, becoming something... inhuman. The world itself was fracturing, opening doors to unknown universes that were never part of her original draft. One brother craved her like an obsession. Another wanted to break her. And the third? He carried a secret that could destroy everything. Thalina thought the lords would be the only males she’d have to mate with. Now? She wasn’t so sure. Between a castle full of murderous women, the dangerous desire of three alien beastmen, and a storyline spiraling out of her control, survival wasn’t just a goal anymore—it was the only thing keeping her from becoming another twisted piece of the story. Can she escape her own creation, or is she fated to die in a world she never meant to live in?

She loved once. It destroyed her. She won’t make the same mistake again. Mizuki Wolfe should have had it all—the perfect love, the perfect life. But love, as she learned, was nothing more than a cruel illusion. In her first life, she gave her heart to the wrong man, trusted the wrong people, and paid the ultimate price. When she died, she carried nothing but regrets. Then she woke up—alive. A second chance. A new life. And this time, she knows better. Now, Mizuki has one rule: never fall in love again. She walks away from her engagement to billionaire Pablo Rossi without a second thought. She plays matchmaker, ensuring he ends up with someone else. The world watches in shock, but no one dares to ask the real question—why? Because if they did, they’d never believe the answer. Then came HIM. A rockstar with a voice that sends shivers down her spine. A pair of mismatched eyes—one gold, one blue—that seem to see everything. K is the kind of man who sings of soulmates, who believes in fated love as if it’s a force stronger than time itself. And the moment he lays eyes on Mizuki, he knows. She is his. But Mizuki doesn’t believe in fate. She’s lived this life before, and she refuses to repeat the same mistakes. Only… fate doesn’t seem to care what she believes. And neither does he. A battle of heart versus destiny. A love that wasn’t supposed to happen—again. Will Mizuki’s walls finally break, or will K learn that even soulmates can slip through fate’s fingers? A story of second chances, soulmates, and the impossible fight against destiny. ---------------------------------------------- “Miss Mizuki,” he greeted, his voice deep and smooth, the kind of voice that belonged in an expensive whiskey commercial—or better yet, a lover’s whisper. Mizuki blinked. Then again. Her mouth opened to respond, but what emerged was less “hello” and more “garbled wheeze.” Lizbeth, her ever-loyal assistant, jabbed her sharply in the ribs. “Hey,” she whispered, her tone sly, “I think the leading man just fell in love with you at first sight.” “Shh!” Mizuki hissed, her face heating up. She tried to regain her footing, figuratively and literally, but managed only to trip over her own feet. She lurched forward, arms flailing in what she hoped looked like an intentional movement. K, lightning-quick, caught her before disaster struck. His hands were firm yet gentle as they steadied her. Up close, those stunning eyes were even more hypnotic, and the faint scent of cedar and rain seemed to linger around him. “Are you all right?” he asked, his lips quirking into a smile that somehow managed to be both kind and devastatingly alluring. Mizuki’s brain short-circuited. She realized she was still clutching his arms and yanked herself back so fast she almost stumbled again. Lizbeth leaned closer, whispering gleefully, “You okay? Your heart’s racing.” “I want to run,” Mizuki muttered, barely moving her lips. “What?” Lizbeth asked, her grin widening. “I want to run,” Mizuki repeated in a fierce whisper. “Far away. To another country, maybe.” Lizbeth snickered. “Flight at first sight, huh?” “Yes!” Mizuki hissed, shooting a panicked glance at K, who was still watching her like she was the only thing worth noticing in the entire room. His gaze was so warm, so intense, it could have melted steel—and definitely her composure. She shot a look at Lizbeth, who was no help at all, and then at the nearest exit. She was already planning her escape. Update Schedule: Start February 14, 2024 Update: daily at midnight follow me on IG: @schreient_rui Like the story? gimme coffee :D https://ko-fi.com/schreient

Melanie Collins was the perfect wife—caring, strong, and dependable. For the last few years, she had managed her husband’s messy family, and business alone while waiting for her husband to return from studying abroad. But when he finally came back, Melanie’s world fell apart—he wasn’t alone. Along with him was his 'best' friend. Broken and confused about the change in her husband, Melanie didn’t know where to turn. And then she stumbled into another cold reality. Everything she had believed was a lie. Seething with anger and humiliation, as she tried to come to terms with the betrayal, an unexpected person steps into the picture, intent on seducing her and conquering her. The only problem? The man was her ex brother in law... And against her better judgment, she is attracted to this bad boy... But as Melanie tried to make sense of the changes, she discovered there was more going on than she ever imagined. Had both brothers loved really fallen in love with her? Or was she just a pawn in a bigger game? excerpt Since he had already been leaning against the table, he simply slid onto it, and with one swift motion, he hooked his boot around the leg of her chair and pulled it—pulled her—closer.The sudden movement made her jolt slightly, and when she looked up or rather when she looked ahead, she found herself staring directly at the zipper of his jeans... She looked up then and met his gaze. He caught her chin," Would you like to check if I am only pretending, sweet melon?"Melanie stiffened. And then pushed back her chair suddenly, so that Adam almost lost his balance, as she stood up. Before he could balance himself, she placed her hand on his shoulder, her fingers brushing against his neck.  Adam stiffened, his eyes glittering as he waited to see what she would do next. And she, of course surprised him as her other hand, slowly settled on the inside of his thigh. And then, the hand on his shoulder started to move. Her fingers tracing the side of his neck before lifting as she shot a glance to the corner of his mouth. The little piece of metal glinting there. She flicked at it lightly, barely a touch, but Adam could feel the heat all over his body, as she leaned in close, her lips barely a few centimetres away...so that they could both feel each other's breaths… She smiled slowly then. "Careful, Adam," she murmured, her voice playful, but carrying the unmistakable edge of a challenge. "Keep pushing, and I just might call your bluff."

"If you step off a ledge, gravity pulls you down. It’s not personal." The stairwell was silent except for their voices—sharp, clipped, barely above a whisper. She was still arguing. Still trying to explain. "That’s not lying—" He wasn’t listening. His expression never changed—calm, unreadable, but his fingers twitched. A subtle movement, barely noticeable, but a sign. The only sign. Then, he moved. It wasn’t a shove. It wasn’t frantic. There was no anger in it—just a quiet, calculated decision. Vee’s foot missed the step. The realization hit her too late—her hands shot out, reaching for something, anything—but he had already accounted for that. His grip met hers for just a second, but not to save her. To let go. The moment stretched, like time itself resisted what was happening. Then, her body broke through the air. A sharp, gasping scream—cut off before it could finish. A sickening, solid crack as her skull met the concrete below. And then, silence. The world didn’t process it fast enough. But he didn’t even look down. He turned. Adjusted his sleeve. Then, he looked up. And I was there.

Shwetansh wakes up in a dark, unforgiving dungeon—a labyrinthine world filled with monstrous creatures, undead flora, and ancient secrets. In a body not entirely his own and stripped of his former life, he quickly learns that survival here depends not just on brute strength, but on wits, adaptability, and a mysterious system that grants him skills and attributes as if he were in a twisted game. From his first moments of terror in claustrophobic caverns to the expansive, living forest where the very trees attack, Shwetansh endures battles that push his limits. He masters an array of skills—from stealth and rapid dashes to advanced movement techniques—each acquired at a steep cost and accompanied by brutal backlash. As he navigates the dungeon’s shifting layers, he discovers that its inhabitants aren’t mindless monsters; instead, they form a complex, interconnected ecosystem that hints at a deeper, darker power at work. Every victory, every near-death encounter, gradually transforms him. He evolves from a desperate survivor into a calculating predator, learning to exploit the environment and even command lesser creatures through mysterious titles like "Predator" and "Silk Guardian." Yet, even as his abilities grow, so does the dungeon’s mystery. The system’s cryptic notifications and his ever-changing stats reveal a new world of power—and a burden of responsibility—he never imagined. With each step, Shwetansh unravels more about the dungeon’s true nature: a living, sentient labyrinth that regenerates its monstrous flora and conceals a core of unimaginable influence. His journey is one of relentless combat, heart-pounding escapes, and moments of introspection where he questions his humanity, the cost of power, and the destiny that awaits him in this underground hell. Trapped in a world where every wound is healed only to be inflicted anew, and where even the very forest turns against him, Shwetansh must decide whether to cling to his past self or embrace his new role as an apex predator—a decision that may determine not only his fate but the future of the labyrinth itself. What to Expect - Intelligent/Mature MC System Aid Magic/Skills Detailed Bloody Battles Weak To Strong Troupe Lesser Plot Armour Solo Survival (Side characters unimportant to combat only) Diversity in Monsters and Antagonists A overall super hard situation to be dropped in where Death awaits at every step and the MC must Level Up to Live.

When the world ends, Yating just wants to graduate. But between her hoarder mom's "useful" stockpile of expired coupon books, her dad's concerning new hobby of staring at walls for fourteen hours straight, and her classmates slowly transforming into gold-flecked, harmony-humming mushroom zombies, she's realizing the survival guide for this apocalypse was never printed; just slowly growing in petri dishes no one bothered to check. Armed with: - A bio lab with one working microscope (RIP Mr. Lin, we barely knew ye) - Mei’s unsettling knack for spotting infected (turns out ballet training catches the half-second lag in their movements) - Wang’s vape mod turned spore detector ("It’s not just a bad habit," he insists) - Ju’s self-taught signal-jamming (and his even more impressive ability to ignore Zhao’s commentary) Zhao’s two actual survival skills: - First aid skills (thanks to his ER nurse mom’s "cheerful" dinner table trauma stories) - Tactical pessimism (his "worst-case scenario" plans are weirdly airtight, and delivered with maximum sarcasm) They’ll either solve the fungal apocalypse or become its next experiment. (Zhao’s already made complaints for both outcomes.) (Updates when the cultures show interesting results)

Before the gods, before the first flames of creation, before even the concept of form or thought—there was only The Void. Silent. Infinite. Unshaped. And yet, within this boundless abyss, something stirred. From the nothingness, three forces emerged, like threads weaving together the first fabric of existence. These were not gods, nor were they beings of thought—they were essences, fundamental truths of reality itself. Each one distinct, yet inseparably bound to the others, ensuring that creation could ever take root. The Continuum of Space—The foundation upon which all things are built. Without it, nothing could exist in form or structure. It is the skeleton of reality, defining boundaries, distances, and the vastness of the cosmos. It separates matter from void, the heavens from the abyss, and ensures that existence is not a singular, undivided mass. The Flow of Time—The great river that moves all things forward. Without it, existence would be an eternal, stagnant moment, neither past nor future, only an endless Now. It is the force that dictates growth, decay, and the very concept of change. The Essence of Emotion—The spark that gave purpose to creation. Where Space gave form and Time gave movement, Emotion gave meaning. It is the will of existence itself, the force that fuels ambition, hope, despair, and desire. Without it, creation would have no direction, no dreams, no soul. These three primal forces intertwined like the threads of an infinite loom, shaping reality from nothingness. Their collision did not simply create a single world—it birthed the Multiverse, an infinite sea of realms, each one a unique reflection of the interplay between these cosmic truths. Where Space stretched, galaxies bloomed. Where Time flowed, stars ignited, burned, and faded. Where Emotion stirred, life took root, seeking purpose in the infinite. Percy Atlas Magus, was admitted to a prestigious university frequented by heirs of powerful Chaebol families. A devastating accident soon followed, tearing apart the Magus family. Percy survived only to awaken in a strangely altered reality—one where his beloved twin sister Camilia, became unrecognizably distant, and the sudden introduction of someone he didn't realize was family. Now, Percy must navigate this perplexing new reality, guided by an enigmatic floating screen {Infinite Omega System.} With his path intertwined with cosmic forces and familial bonds strained by fate itself, Percy’s journey becomes one of survival, reconciliation, and the pursuit of hidden truths. Join him as he battles the challenges of his altered life, unlocking the secrets of the universe and the powerful legacy that awaits him and his sisters—the foretold awakening of the Triquetra, the legendary Power of Three

He walked into the café, his eyes as dark as the night, as cold as the evening breeze. It sent shivers down everyone's spine, crawling on their skin like a slug. The trench coat he wore only heightened the fear he brought. “Emily”, Anastasia whispered to her friend, tugging at her blue floral dress. “I don’t feel good about this”, she added. But Emily only gazed, her lips curved as she tracked his movement, following him until he sat at the far end of the table. “Don’t you think he looks like those royal princes in the books we read?” Anastasia couldn't believe that a man who made her feel this cold could be pictured as a romance figure to Emily. She followed her gaze, however, to him. His brown hair was sleeked back, his jaw chiseled but hard. As if sensing her gaze, he turned immediately, and their eyes locked. Time suddenly stood still. “No!”, Anastasia exclaimed breathlessly. “It can't be, no, not him. God!!!! Not him!!!”

He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

Abandoned at the edge of the world, a blind child was left to die beneath the crimson moon. His father, a ruthless warlord, deemed him worthless—unfit to wield a blade, unworthy of the legacy of the Kael bloodline. But fate had other plans. Rescued not by man, but by a force beyond comprehension, the boy awakens to a sight beyond sight—a world woven not in light, but in echoes, movement, and fate itself. Armed with a katana that devours light, he begins his journey into the depths of Vexis, a land where swords do not just cut flesh, but bend reality itself. As he seeks vengeance, truth, and mastery over the ancient art of the Unseen Blade, he learns that the world does not fear him for his blindness—it fears him for what he is destined to become. For he is the heir to a power long thought lost. And when the Three Final Blades of Vexis resurface, a war unlike any other will begin.

**Synopsis:** Luciel, after transmigrating to the Fantasy Continent, finds himself reborn as a trainee knight with seemingly ordinary talent. However, fate grants him a unique advantage—a powerful biochip that becomes his ultimate tool for growth and domination. With this biochip, Luciel gains unparalleled abilities to analyze, optimize, and synthesize combat techniques, turning even the most basic skills into devastatingly powerful moves. **Storage Function:** The biochip successfully records the "Cross Blade" technique with 100% completeness, allowing Luciel to master it perfectly. **Analysis Function:** It evaluates the perfection of his sword movements, identifying flaws and calculating the exact number of repetitions needed to achieve mastery. For instance, after analyzing the "Cross Sword" technique, it determines that 1,934 more training sessions are required to reach perfection. **Optimization Function:** The biochip refines his techniques, transforming the basic "Cross Sword" into the advanced "Super Cross Sword." **Synthesis Function:** It combines different techniques to create even more powerful skills, such as fusing the "White Crow Sword" and "Cross Sword" to form the devastating "White Crow Cross Slash." As Luciel progresses from a lowly trainee knight to a Grand Knight, Earth Knight, and eventually a Sky Knight, his journey is marked by relentless training, strategic battles, and the constant evolution of his abilities. With each step, he grows stronger, surpassing his limits and defying the expectations of those around him. In a climactic showdown, Luciel stands atop the Silver Throne, having defeated even the gods themselves. With cold determination, he declares, "I've ended the gods, but this is just the beginning." His words echo across the Fantasy Continent, signaling the rise of a new era—one where Luciel's power and ambition know no bounds. As Luciel's legend spreads, the Fantasy Continent trembles at the mention of his name. Kingdoms vie for his favor, fearing his wrath and seeking his protection. Yet, Luciel remains focused on his ultimate goal: to unravel the mysteries of the biochip and unlock its full potential. Along the way, he encounters formidable allies and treacherous enemies, each shaping his path in unexpected ways. With every battle, Luciel inches closer to becoming the undisputed ruler of the Fantasy Continent, a figure whose name will be etched in history for eternity. But as he ascends to greater heights, he begins to question the true cost of power and the destiny that awaits him at the pinnacle of his journey.

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. …………………………….. A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.

Experiencing a suffocating marriage with the man whom she was arranged to marry made Joanna want to leave him. But it was a failure as she died as the wife of the man who abandoned her and her son before they divorced. On the verge of her death, she made a wish to not encounter him again if there was a next life. She wished for the end of their fate only in this lifetime. She wanted to forget everything about him. However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the room of the mansion of the man she just married. She was awakened by a dream that seemed to be a nightmare of her past life. She didn’t remember completely everything that had occurred in her past life and the dream was fragmented. But deep inside her heart, she only felt one thing. She was adamant about leaving him, to be far away from him. Therefore, she left his mansion just before she met him in person in the present lifetime. However, what she didn’t expect was that the so-called husband pursued her, not allowing her to leave him. Would Joanna be successful in leaving the man in this lifetime? Would fate play the same tragedy as her past life? --- As he pulled his finger away from her soft, warm lips, he said, “It is good you stopped winding up, Joanna. Otherwise, I would have used the other method to make you stop blabbering over the same, boring topic endlessly.” When he noticed the stubborn woman was about to prove herself to be stubborn, the man leaned forward in a swift movement, facing the woman’s stupefied face which was an inch away from his. “Continue to blabbering, don’t blame me if I apply my other method right now,” the man murmured above her breath, trailing his gaze from her quivering eyes to her lips before moving it back to her now widened eyes. --- *Cover doesn’t belong to the author. Credit to the artist/owner.

Schelvia City: BURRIED TECHNOLOGIES IN CENTURIES BLOOM In the year 2026—or so the world believes—Schelvia City stands as a utopia for the brightest young minds, a place where students train to become the future’s elite. Governed by strict academic rankings and the Golden Children, life in the city seems orderly—until the shadows of its past and the threats from within begin to unravel its fragile peace. But the world is living a lie. The true year is 2126, and an entire century has been erased from history. The Erased Centuries, a time when technology reached its peak, were deliberately wiped from memory. No records, no remnants—only whispers of a lost era where power was boundless and knowledge dangerous. The world was reset, the calendar restarted, but some remnants of that forgotten age still exist in secret. Among them are the enigmatic Eyes of Seven—a hidden force that the highest elites believe is the key to sustaining the balance of this new world. Their existence has been obscured, their purpose unknown, but their influence lingers in the shadows, shaping events far beyond what ordinary people can perceive. Among those unknowingly entangled in this web of secrets is Yoshi Manami, the 8th-ranked Golden Child. Wielding a mysterious Vitreous that manifests as the legendary Alter Excalibur, Yoshi is both feared and admired, earning the title "Artoria’s Shadow." But beneath his cold exterior lies a tangled past—his former best friend, Kaito Yamazaki, now linked to the underground rebellion of the Hancer movement; his childhood friend, Mieruko Miraileze, whose obsession hides unsettling truths; and an unknown sister, raised in secrecy. As Schelvia City faces escalating dangers, the long-dormant ZESTROPEDIAN units descend from the skies, machines that once promised Earth’s salvation but instead became its executioners. Meanwhile, the Bunker faction corrupts robots from within, and war threatens to consume the city. But all of these conflicts may be mere echoes of something far greater. The Eyes of Seven, erased along with the lost century, are awakening. The number 11, a symbol that no longer exists, may hold the answers. And Yoshi—whether by fate or design—is at the heart of it all. With war brewing both inside and outside the city, Yoshi must confront his past, unravel the secrets hidden in the Erased Centuries, and decide where his loyalties lie. Will he protect the city that shaped him, or embrace the chaos that threatens to consume it? 'All cycle in this world shall has it's own ends'

Warning ; [ slow level up , cool fights , weak to strong op not your regular fast level up . Assassin ×demons . ] ----- "Once, I was a god. Now… I can’t even run a mile without passing out." Kael was once a god of war, feared across realms—until he was betrayed and killed. Instead of vanishing into oblivion, he reincarnates… as a fat, talentless dropout at an elite assassin academy. Mocked, ignored, and forced to repeat classes for years, he's at rock bottom. But when a strange notification appears, granting him a dagger and a mysterious “+1” boost, things begin to change. His body gets lighter. His movements get sharper. His once-useless strikes start cutting through steel. Still, Kael doesn’t think much of it. He keeps training, convinced he’s still too weak. Meanwhile, his teachers start panicking, his classmates grow suspicious, and demons who once devoured entire cities hesitate at the mere mention of his name. Kael yawns, rubbing his eyes. “Man, I should train harder… I still feel slow.” The Demon Monarch trembling before him: "SLOW?! YOU JUST BROKE REALITY!!!" Little does Kael know—he’s no longer just an assassin. He’s a nightmare. And when he fights, there’s only one outcome. Game Over.

Casmi's life has never taken a 360° like this. The king took one look at her and that was it......... *I won't let you go* He was her anger, She was his placidity, She became fire, He became her water. My Heart ..... She regreted working in the palace. .................................................................. Excerpt... His golden eyes stared into her midnight blue eyes, his strong veiny hands caging her. Stars danced in the sky, the moonlight cast a soft glow on her soft and delicate face. " I love you Senyolyra" He said nibbling her ear. Shivering from the inside and taking in a sharp breath she replied. " I don't love you" He paused in his movements. And continued nibbling her ear sending sparks over her body. " You're still mine" " I am not your property" " But you are still my love" ...

When Lu Feng, a genius in traditional Chinese medicine, enters the mortal world with the cultivation method of "Wu Xiang Sheng", a collision between medical skills and urban rules unfolds! He reverses life and death with his extreme medical skills, yet is suppressed by the Western medical system; he breaks through the limits of the human body with his miraculous inner qi, but gets caught up in multi-threaded emotional entanglements. During the day, he is a novice apprentice who is ostracized in the medical clinic, and at night, he transforms into a parkour master, astonishing the whole city with his mysterious and ingenious body movements. When traditional Chinese medicine meets the realm of cultivation, and parkour clashes with medical skills, let's see how this poor young man uses silver needles and his fists and kicks to carve out a path to the peak of the medical world in the urban jungle!