Was Did Were

burn me alive if you didn't like story after reading Don’t Judge My Book by Its Cover or Synopsis Warning: Not for the faint-hearted or those with tender souls. This story is my outlet, my way of pouring out the weight of my depression and heartache. --- This is a story about a boy, someone who was given a second chance at life after dying at the fragile age of 13 in his last world. This boy didn’t dream of wealth, power, or glory. All he wanted was something much simpler and yet infinitely more complicated a happy, fulfilling life. He yearned to love someone truly, completely, more than he loved himself. And he tried. Oh, he tried. He gave everything, even his soul, to make that dream a reality. At five years old, the boy awakened a system some love-giving mechanism that claimed he was living in a novel or plot. It didn’t reveal much, only teasing him with the promise that all would be explained when he turned 18. But he didn’t care about that. He didn’t believe in destiny or fate. “What does it matter if I’m part of some story?” he thought. “I’m not playing by anyone’s rules. I’ll create my own happy life, one where I love and am loved.” How wrong he was. The boy devoted himself to those he cared for, never once living for the system or the rewards it promised. He loved because that’s who he was a person who gave from his heart, not because he expected anything in return. He didn’t need to win prizes for his kindness, didn’t need recognition. What he longed for, the one thing he lacked, was to be loved back. But no matter how much he gave, it was never enough. He sacrificed everything his time, his affection, his happiness and yet, in the end, all he got in return was rejection, indifference, and disappointment. Still, even then, he couldn’t stop loving. His heart, which had been so brutally trampled on, still beat for the one person he cherished the most Avey, the woman he had loved with every fiber of his being. And when the time came, and Avey needed a heart transplant to survive, the boy made his final, most devastating choice. He gave her his heart. Literally. With nothing left to give, he sacrificed his life in the hope that, maybe, in his absence, Avey would find the peace that his love couldn’t give her. As he lay there, his breath fading, he whispered his last words: “I hope my absence brings you the peace my love couldn’t.” Even in his final moments, he might have asked the heavens, “Why didn’t you make our love story complete?” And perhaps, if God were listening, he might have answered, “I could have, but she never asked for you in the first place.” And with that, the boy passed. But his death wasn’t met with quiet mourning or gentle tears. Lucian’s friends those who knew the true weight of his sacrifice, who understood the depth of his love stood by his lifeless body. They cried. They screamed. They raged against the cruelty of it all. One of his closest friends, barely holding back his own devastation, kneeled by Lucian’s side. His hands clenched the cold earth beneath him so tightly that his nails drew blood, and through a stream of tears, he raised his head, staring at his friend’s lifeless face. “You always said you wanted a wedding in Gangsta style, right?” His voice cracked as he forced the words out. His heart was breaking, but even through his grief, a twisted smile tugged at his lips. “Well, you’ll have it, Lucian. But it won’t be for your wedding. It’ll be for your funeral.” And as he stood, tears still streaming down his face, he made a promise to the friend he loved like a brother. “All the world will hear gunshots like firecrackers. The sky will burn with the sound of our grief. And up there, Lucian, you’ll watch what a true Gangsta style is.” And in that moment, as the world prepared to mourn Lucian in the only way they knew how loudly, violently, with a fury that matched the depths of their sorrow lucian opened his eyes finding that he had came back in time...when he was 18

I never had any friends. Yes, there were people I called friends, but deep down, I knew they didn’t truly care about me, and I didn’t care much for them either. So, I did what I thought was right—I pushed them all away. I convinced myself that being alone was better, and for a long time, I didn’t hate it. But as much as I loved being alone, I didn't want to be lonely. I also wanted someone and something special—a real bond with someone I could call my Best Friend. I wanted to care, to be cared for in return. Then, against all odds, something I believed to be impossible happened. I found that person. For the first time, I cared for someone. I believed that I had found what I was looking for. But as time passed, I was forced to realize the cruel truth I had been too blind to see. Something I had tried my best to ignore. It was my biggest mistake. I was the only one who cared. I gave it my all only for it to be thrown away. In the end, I was left standing in the same lonely place. But this time, it hurt...

In a journey marked by regret and redemption, Taro Moriyama, a high school senior, grapples with the haunting guilt of having bullied a classmate; Miyu Tanaka, who was fragile and small, which made her an easy target. Struggling with feelings of depression and isolation, Taro-seeking a path to forgiveness-is determined to make amends and reconnect with Miyu. As he faces his past actions and the consequences they had on both their lives, Taro learns the importance of empathy, courage, and the possibility of healing; ultimately striving to transform his guilt into a force for good.

The story of a men accompanied by the last survivors of human kind, fighting battles until their last breaths. As time passes, only he remains able to keep swinging his sword. Why keep fighting, if there is nothing more to protect? Why keep struggling, if there is no more hope? But he still chose to swing his fists and slash with his sword, and at the very end...

Dwayne saved a cat. He did it out of love, not knowing that the cat is the thousand-year-old god of love. The god was touched by his actions and granted him the power to see the fated strings. He also gave Dwayne a mission to rekindle love in the hearts of humans. In other words, he has to play as a matchmaker! Dwayne vehemently refused! But the god of love promised to fulfill his wish. And he was tempted. For his comatose mother, Dwayne agreed to do the missions. Until one day… [Ding! A new mission was issued to the host!] Dwayne: What is it? [Mission: Your fated partner has arrived. Please become lovers with him.] Dwayne: My partner? Wait, who? Let me see! Is she a beauty? ... Huh? ‘Him’? What do you mean, ‘him’? [Your fated partner is a male.] Dwayne: llkhrwfbhsfdyw!!!! [This will be your last mission. When completed, the god of love will fulfill your wish.] Dwayne: …… Who is he? [Partner information: Raven McGrden, the CEO of Vermillion Garden Corporation. The co-founder of Scarlet Garden, a famous underground syndicate. The illegitimate son of one of the famous richest families in the world who paved his way to success by plotting the deaths of all his family members in gruesome ways.] Dwayne: …. Can I request a fated partner change?

Max was trapped in a POW camp not knowing how he will get out. He has been tortured emotionally and physically. He was praying for death when a young woman with lavender hair came to his rescue. She never spoke a word to him but he felt a connection with her that seems to transcend time. She got him on board a plane and vanished. No one would tell him who she was. Three years after the rescue he is working with his friends for NCIS. They go to interrogate Senator Miles Dupree and he is greeted by his savior.

[SPIRITY WSA ENTRY - VILLAIN] When I was in middle school, my favorite genres were always Sci-fi and Reincarnation. So, when I heard that I was going to be reborn into a world of advanced AI and high tech, my excitement went through the roof, knowing that I would be reborn into my dream world. But that's not the only reason why I'm excited, because I knew to myself that in this life I would finally have a chance to find my cute heroine!! that's right... My ideal heroine... However, Little did I know that my heroines were all originally villainous villains?!!, whose fates are to destroy the world?! "Ahh shit...." ======== [Benefits of adding this to your collection] -Characters and worldview Illustrations for y'll! [Exclusive illustrations] -2.2k words per chapter for the first 10 chapters of the story. -Consistent weekly updates for you all! -It's free and accessible to read. -Writing development. -Update every 6:55 P.M / 18:55 (UTC+08) ======= Discord: https://discord.com/invite/pZHbXYjz

There will be about 2 to 3 chapters per weeks starting on Monday or Tuesday. Theos Martin is a young man with a unique charm, both open-minded and socially accomplished. To those around him, he embodies a rare combination of strength, intelligence, and authenticity, qualities he hides beneath more ordinary talents: a surprising mastery of video games and an extensive knowledge of anime. But behind this facade of an ordinary boy lies a soul marked by the extraordinary. His life changes forever the day a goddess appears, revealing a truth beyond understanding: he is the destined hero chosen to confront the Demon King, a malevolent entity whose threat looms over another world. To save this mysterious universe, Theos must leave the comfort of his daily life and plunge into the unknown, leaving behind everything he knows. However, the journey to this new world does not go as planned. Theos finds himself deprived of some of his strength, in a strange and hostile environment, where reality follows none of the orderly rules of a game. He quickly realizes that this quest is about more than defeating an enemy; it will push him to discover himself and make choices that could change not only his own destiny but also that of the world he left behind. Notes : The upcoming chapters will be corrected. I'm only publishing them because it's been a while since my last update. Don't worry, the changes won't significantly impact the story. Thank you for your understanding!

when a uniquelly trouble maker girl who want to live her life normal like others get involved into a magic missions unknowingly by her destiny , and she was unknown about her missions and what future holds for her. everything is unexpected in her life even destined future # her love how her love chemistry happend. will she able to protect world? she will be able or not to live likr normals what happen in her life by her destiny. what she meant to be? she is in a story which end is not defined. what her future hold for her?

About things that humans know but don't know

With the passing of Huroko Anaki, a man bound by the confines of an incurable terminal illness, the chapter of his human existence seemed to draw to a close. Yet, as his final breath escaped him, an inexplicable twist of fate unfolded: Huroko found himself reincarnated, not as a human, but as a snake. Emerging into this new form, Huroko discovered himself endowed with extraordinary abilities, surpassing the boundaries of mortal limitations. High-tier skills, previously unimaginable, now coursed through his serpentine being. However, amidst this newfound power and the prospect of a fresh beginning, a lingering question loomed: Would Huroko finally find solace and contentment in this unconventional second chance at life?

This is the story of a girl named Kyoko Shimamoto who was mocked mercilessly by her female classmates for being flat chested. After being fed up with 4 years of non-stop mockery, she enrolled in boys' school with pseudonym Kyouho Shimamoto. Follow her adventure in the Ichiryu Boys' Academy and see how it ends.

In a realm where folks wielded unique "Goldfingers," fonts of magical prowess, Lucas Evercrest remained blissfully unaware of his own exceptional potential. Little did he fathom that he harbored this incredible power deep within, an untapped wellspring. While others soared to grand heights, Lucas inadvertently subdued his Goldfinger, leaving him stranded at the humbling level 1, watching as his peers flourished. One fateful night, enveloped in the haze of sleep deprivation, our unsuspecting protagonist's world shifted. Battling to embrace slumber's embrace, he carelessly brushed against the "Mute Notifications" icon on his Goldfinger's interface before drifting into dreams' embrace. Seasons swept by like leaves on the wind, and there he stood, drowning sorrows in whiskey's amber embrace and endless loaves of bread, mourning an elusive system he believed had passed him by. Amid the din of a bar, laughter rippled like an unsteady melody. Echoes of "Status Open" danced in the air, chanted by playful kids, each repetition a chorus of mockery. Weariness pressed his head against the bar's cool surface, a failed shield against the jeers and japes. "Status Open, Status Open, Status Open," he muttered, lips grazing the wood, words coated in a blend of irony and irritation. And then, as if summoned by this weary incantation, a radiant cerulean window materialized before him. Within its luminescence, Lucas Evercrest's identity flickered, inscribed alongside his meager statistics: "[Lucas Evercrest], [Level 1 [^], Job: Starter], [HP: 1220, MP: 123], [Str:84, Agi:93, Int:43, Ins:23, Wis:53, Def:32, Sta:45, Dex:32, Con: 122]." Details unfurled like a tapestry, revealing a mosaic of attributes. His handiwork, etched in the fabric of his being, began to come to light. The window whispered of abilities and names, secrets shrouded in cryptic notation: "[Abilities: Open to show more.], [Titles: Open to show more.]" Yet even amidst this revelation, a sobering truth lingered – his status, labeled "Intoxicated," stood as a stark reminder of his present condition. Experience, captured within the confines of "EXP: 100/100," hinted at untapped potential, awaiting the spark of realization. An "Inventory" beckoned, promising more to explore, yet the ever-watchful "Missed Notifications" count of "99+" bore the mark of silence, a testament to a bygone era when his Goldfinger's voice remained muted. And so, in the quiet hum of the bar, amidst the ebb and flow of laughter and life, Lucas Evercrest's journey unfurled anew. The forgotten Goldfinger, once stifled by his own inadvertence, stood poised to rewrite his destiny, as he grasped the reigns of his dormant power, eager to ascend beyond the confines of level 1 and embrace the legacy that had patiently awaited his awakening. *This synopsis was written by someone else who wishes to remain Anonymous, thank you to who did it.* *Title is pending for the cover.*

One curse, friends turned foes. Their fate rests on she who shall love one and on her love shall he rise again to seek revenge on what he had Lost.

(Very mature content upcoming.) Merai's misfortune began when his childhood friend and the current emperor died without marrying, leaving his 12-year-old younger sick brother as the next emperor. When Merai's line to the royal court was cut off, the people around him changed. A conspiracy was enacted against him to frame him for a crime he did not commit. And the charge was being led by his ex-fiancé and his step-sister. Once a respected general and the only beta commander of the royal army, he was forced to step down and renounce his right. It all seemed doomed for Merai when a miracle happened, making Merai step into a role he did not expect - The Empress. Now married to a 12-year-old kid who looked and acted eerily like his dead best friend and a court who wanted to use Merai for his new position, he would have to step into his new role as soon as he could if he did not want to die. Thankfully, he was a calm, cold-blooded person who did not let anything phase him, right? Everyone was waiting for the revenge to rain cold on Merai's ex-fiance. ____________ 'Fuck! Why did my fiance betray me? Did he finally figure out that the cool-blooded general is a timid omega? Is that why the 12-year-old kid wanted to wed me? To secure himself an alliance?' Merai thought as he was pushed on his back. The familiar shade of Golden eyes, which once belonged to his best friend and now his husband, looked at him with a heated expression. "Brother Merai, you are finally mine, right? I don't have to hold back since you are going to become mine. My wife." The child emperor looked delighted before he nibbled at Merai's neck to mark him. Unfortunately, his fangs were too immature to leave a permanent mark. ____________ Warning - it is BL, has omegaverse, and has age regression. Ratings will change. Hints of a love triangle and a lot of pinning and misunderstandings. It will have a lot of othersXMC, but the main ending will me MCXML.

Why...........why I turned into a trap, I thought when you're taken to another world you must be handsome and Op , so who was the bastard who sent me to DXD like Astolfo ??? ?? HOW AM I GOING TO CATCH SOMEONE NOW. Read the first chapter to better understand what this is.

What if all men were rough? In world where woman get treated like shit, Richard is a misogynist living in a mysogynistic world. He hates woman, will he change?

"You don't belong here." "Perhaps to you I don't but I'm not going anywhere," I replied unwilling to let him scare me. A deep chuckle left his throat as he stepped closer, "I can do terrible things to you-" Damian, and his brothers, were a mysterious sort and every moment with them, I was begging for pleasure. ~~~ When Ivy Thorne got accepted to one of the best Universities for Agriculture, she refused to miss the opportunity. The only problem she never expected was the four men who lived in her father's home would gradually turn her world upside down. Dangerous things don't live just in the wild. Often, they lurked closer to home and if she wasn't careful, she would find herself the center of their hunger. Their own little red riding hood. This story is rated 18+ for explicit language and sexual content. And Then There Were Four is created by Lillith Carrie, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Have you ever fallen in love? How does it feel? Is it as magical as people say? Well, I wanna know.... It's not that I haven't fallen in love. I have fell in love too. But it's a little bit different. I fell in love with a dream, to be exact with the person from the dream. And since then, everyday I've desperately waited for that dream to come true. Seven years.... I waited for seven years until that dream became my reality, until I saw him.... The man from my dream standing infront me. That day even the reality felt like a dream to me.

Wanna escape reality? Yeah, I got nothin' of that. Not a fan of romance nor fantasy, just someone who wants to write something depressing— Hey, if I'm miserable, you should too. So here's the story of how I died— yep, major spoiler. Yes, I'm narrating my own story, so what? I'm also gonna talk shit about myself, yeah... Who does that? Me, beyotch. I have a love and hate relationship with myself. My story is like a rollercoaster ride— cliche isn't it? Probably. If you want to cry, and then laugh afterwards like an idiot or someone who spent their whole day scrolling on TikTok with different context, you'll probably like this. I was never abused when I was a kid— you might be asking "Hm, how is this a depressing story if the main character was never abused when she was a kid?"— First of all, that's horrible, (Hulk, 2022). I mean, you guys expecting a literal kid to experience shit. Second, that's not the only thing you should expect. As I grew up, I thought "Damn, what a bummer, I've been looking forward to being an adult... lay around, do nothing, stare at the ceiling, and become a freeloader."— I realized that is the literal definition of someone who's diagnosed with depression or some other mental disorder or just lazy af. I was hit by Reality driving a bulldozer. I lost everything because of a huge mistake. I want it back... I want it all back. I want my life back but there's nothing I can do now. Looking back, I think I should've been nicer to everyone... but maybe it's for the better, since I'm already dead, they're not gonna have a hard time moving on from losing me since I'm a piece of shit. Do you still want to read this? Oh, no, it will not end with me dying. Wanna find out the ending of this? Yeah, me too. Sit back, relax, and read.

Xiao Changtian was a zoo keeper. He did not expect to get transmigrated with his zoo. However, in the new world, he had no power but all his animals had become celestial beasts. One day, the empress was heavily injured and was able to recover after consuming the egg of a tortoise from him. After she had learned that it was actually the egg of the Black Tortoise, she insisted on becoming his servant. “The egg that this man gave me was the egg of the Black Tortoise?” “Wait! Is that the legendary Phoenix resting on the tree?” “What that unique beast that’s black and white? Why have I not seen it before?”

Ysavel, an aspiring writer, wakes up one day inside the world of her own novel. She thought it's those typical transmigration story she have read. However, she was shock when she discovers that she's been cast as the villainess in her own story. "DON'T TELL ME I BECOME THE VILLAINESS OF MY OWN STORY?!" Shocked and dismayed, she realizes that the only way to return to the real world is to live out her role in the story. Initially, she accepts this fate, but things take an unexpected turn when the characters start deviating from the script. "I don't want another Queen. Youare the only one I want as my Queen, Csille." Prince Fraser whispered. The male lead, who was expected to be annoyed by her constant pestering, instead becomes affectionate and attached to her. "It's inevitable, Lady Lauretré. You will still be the Queen, so I don't see any harm in what I said. Besides, I doubt the King or even the Crown Prince would be willing to change their minds about your engagement." The female lead, who was supposed to separate the male lead from her, begins to play matchmaker between the male lead and the villainess. What should she do? She couldn't get back to the real world if she didn't finished the story as the villainess. But how can she finished it if the two leads are not following the script? Help!!! Still under revision but once done updates will be posted daily at 12pm ( GMT +8 ). Also, please check my other novel, Dimensions Apart. It’s a lighter novel compared to this one. Credits to the rightful owner of the picture I used for the cover.