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In the realm of immortal cultivation, Lu Changsheng traversed as a peasant youth, overlooked by a celestial sect. Yet, endowed with the Multitude Progeny System, he could earn rewards by propagating his lineage, nurturing offspring. Thus, Lu Changsheng began his journey by marrying into a cultivation family, embarking on a path of intrigue, networking, and fostering descendants to expand his family's cultivation legacy. As the cycles of time passed and epochs changed, countless supreme beings in the realms of immortality, formidable figures in the demonic path, revered saints among the demon races, and peerless beauties rose and fell, fading into the river of years. Only Changsheng's family endured, immutable through the ages, perpetually existing, towering atop the path of immortality, sharing longevity with the heavens and earth, radiating brilliance akin to the sun and moon.

Ji Rong died suddenly after staying up all night playing an online game, only to wake up as the evil villainess who meets her demise at the hands of the heroine in the game’s ending. Determined to change her fate, she resolved to fight against the heroine until the bitter end. But then, the sweet and naive heroine unexpectedly… awakened. A certain “mad dog” pounced on her, whispering teasingly into her ear: “Senior Sister, isn’t this fun?” Expressionless, Ji Rong replied, “Not at all.” Now, facing the heroine who radiates dark energy and wears “I’m no good” on her face, Ji Rong could only weep internally and curse the game developers for ruining her youth. From a near-death awakening: “I can’t believe it—the NPC… is me!” Having reincarnated as the villainous Senior Sister, Ji Rong initially thought she was handed the script for The Villain’s Redemption Story—or at least I Became a Light at the End of the Game. Instructions: 1. The realm levels in the text are: Beginning Realm, Spiritual Communication, Heart-Seeking, Riding the Wind, Stepping on the Moon, Chasing the Clouds, Infinite, Desperate, Returning to the Dust. -------------------------------------------------------- You can also join my patreon for more chapters, just search: Crimson_Lore Patreon

Gaining a piece of land is hard. Building something on it is harder still. But what if you could take control of a world? What if the fate of humanity hinged on that one world, one key to survival? A world of endless possibilities. An open canvas, where nothing is set, and everything is up for grabs. Welcome to Solva—where nothing is as it seems. A place of mysteries, of opportunities, and of dangers that could tear apart the very fabric of reality. But in the silence of this world, one truth echoes: This is the only chance you’ve got. Will you rise, or will you fall into the darkness? The answer lies in the heart of Solva, and no one knows what awaits.

In a universe where worlds are forged and civilizations rise, Lin Mo awakens his destiny—an unfathomable power known as the Indescribable Creator System. With a barren, lifeless world as his canvas, he must unravel its secrets and create unimaginable entities to defy fate itself. As rivals compete for dominance in the Boundless Boundary Sea, Lin Mo will either ascend as a supreme cosmic force or be swallowed by the abyss of the unknown. "A mysterious world, an unimaginable power—Lin Mo embarks on a journey to reshape reality itself. In the battle of creators, will he reign supreme or be lost to the abyss?"

It is when he found out that he only had a few years to live. Caelum after working hard all his life finally decided to give up and enjoy the remaining life of his, in a countryside apartment. his family didn't care about him nor did he have any close person to open up to. But one day everything changed. Caelum found a mystical quill, a quill that turned his drawing into reality. manifested his imagination. follow caelum as he discovers more secrets about the quill while trying to enjoy the last of his days ------ The start of the book will have a lot of explanation and later would contain heavy world building. and at some point it will have a bit of connection to my other book 'dawn on nocturnal'. but it wont be much, just a little connection. connecting both worlds

This is the story of a guy who one day finds himself transmigrating into a yandere otome game—something he never imagined could happen. His very presence starts to change the entire plotline, shifting the story in unexpected ways as he struggles to survive in a world filled with dangerous, obsessive characters.

A mysterious painting. A journey through time. A love that defies the centuries. In this captivating romantic fantasy, The Enchanted Portrait: Love Beyond Centuries, a young woman stumbles upon an ancient painting that pulls her into the heart of the Qing Dynasty’s imperial court. As she navigates a world of intrigue, espionage, and hidden secrets, she must uncover the truth behind the portrait—while struggling to survive in a time that is not her own. Caught between duty and desire, trust and betrayal, she finds herself entangled in a web of palace conspiracies and a forbidden romance that transcends time. As the battle for power unfolds, so does the mystery of her own identity. Can she change fate, or is she destined to be a mere pawn in history’s grand design? With lush historical detail, deep emotional intensity, and a thrilling mix of adventure and romance, this novel brings to life a world where past and present collide. Perfect for fans of time-travel dramas, historical palace intrigue, and epic love stories, The Enchanted Portrait promises an unforgettable journey through love, loyalty, and the unbreakable ties of destiny.

[ THE EARTH YOU KNOW WILL END IN SIX DAYS ] After the text appeared the world was no longer the same. The apocalyptic scenarios that humanity could imagine began to occur one after another. Monsters, meteors, natural disasters. All of them came after the six-day countdown ended. Fortunately, humans are given something to fight back. Or actually to make things much more interesting. They became Players. No one knows who is behind all this. Humans have no other choice but to survive amid this chaos by playing. But Clyde didn't live it like the others. Because he was the only human who had the lowest difficulty in the End Time Game. He plays in Easy Mode, and he already read this kind of thing in web novels. Except, there are no such thing as 'Regressor' in those webnovels. Until he met them. "Wait, I only hit that monster once and it died right away?!" “Whoa, I got an A-grade weapon right away!?” "There are... 4 Regressors?" How is Clyde's journey in this apocalyptic world with the lowest difficulty? is he going to become a Hero, or just dominate the humans, the Gods, and the Supernatural beings? [ THIS IS NOT HAREM STORY. ]

Cultivation is hard? Seriously?! I Cultivate by running my mouth!

God is the greatest painter. The world is its canvas and we are its colours. these are the thoughts of Caelus Dawn, an aspiring painter who wants to follow in his father's footsteps. but the country they live in is making preparations for an unavoidable war wich threatens their way of living art is dreaming of 'what is' and 'what could be' while forming that in something you can witness. Caelus now has to experience the hard reality of 'what is' and strife for 'what could be' to survive his upcoming struggles. theme: medieval-fantasy upload shedule: have none sorry (at least 1 chapter a week but i probably will do more). warning: death, mental instability and (soft) horror themes are things I want to implement. something I want to say: hey hey, author here. this is one of my first novels so I am quite new to all of this, I would love to hear feedback or ideas so dont hold back if you have anything. I thought writing would be a lovely hobby and so I started (yeah I know, boring reason). Well that's all for now, I hope you enjoy.

When there were strange signs in the sky, there must be demons lurking. Li Mo, who had studied antiques since he was young, had a strange change in his eyes after being struck by lightning. With a pair of divine eyes, he gained the ability to see through things and sense objects. He bought a gourd bottle for 500 yuan at a flea market and sold it for 230,000 yuan. A painting he casually bought turned out to be a genuine work by Xu Beihong, worth thirty to forty million yuan. The black double-eared bottle that came with the purchase of a set of gold jewelry turned out to be a genuine possession of the Ming imperial family. Ancient bronze ware, exquisitely crafted porcelain, calligraphy and painting with bold and vigorous strokes, and thrilling gambling stones came one after another. From then on, Li Mo's life underwent a revolutionary change. "I have divine eyes, and there are no treasures in the world that can escape my sight."

He wakes up every day as a cold, ruthless man. He commands respect, power, and wealth-but deep inside, he knows something is wrong. There are no memories before the age of 27, no emotions to guide him, and no past to call his own. Then she enters his life. A woman from a world he doesn't remember, yet her presence stirs something buried deep within him. She is strong, independent, and unshaken by his power. As hidden truths unravel, he discovers a horrifying secret: the reflection in the mirror isn't just a trick of the light; it's a shadow of the man he was never meant to be. And the real owner of his body? He's watching, waiting... ready to reclaim what was stolen. In a world of deception, revenge, and a love tangled in the threads of fate...

Ethan Cross was just a broke university student, juggling part-time delivery jobs and barely making ends meet. To make things worse, his girlfriend dumped him for a rich guy, calling him "a loser with no future." But fate had other plans. On a whim, he bought an old painting at an auction for $50, not knowing it would change his life forever. That painting was once the most treasured possession of Alexander Langford, the world's richest man who had just passed away. And in his will, Langford made a shocking decision: Whoever bought the painting would inherit his entire fortune. Now, Ethan is the heir to a trillion-dollar empire, with mansions, private jets, elite companies, and more money than he can ever spend. But wealth comes with its own dangers—rival corporations, underground syndicates, and even secret cults want him dead. To make matters more complicated, Langford’s final wish was for Ethan to marry his only daughter, Myra Langford—a cold and mysterious beauty with a past of her own. With power beyond imagination, enemies lurking in the shadows, and a woman he can’t understand, Ethan must navigate this new world while keeping his true strength hidden. From rags to royalty… his reign has just begun.

Theodore Griffith was a master of Reality. He understood the parallel universe in the form of another reality. He was aware that someone’s wish, story, or pure imagination could give birth to a new reality just like his own. Hence, he planned to find the creator of his reality by roaming among the realities. This time, he entered a new reality connected to several other realities. However, what made him certain the most was that this reality was connected to the person who created his reality. He knew that fact because of the ability he gained in this world. He could actually see people’s comments, allowing him to realize that his entire life and reality were born from a story. “Hehe. You have made a mistake in making me realize this. With the readers on my back, I can force you, the author, to make a plot for us to meet.” Theo said while giggling. “That’s why I’m counting on you guys.” --------- Other Works: 1. Oil Tycoon: Let's Find Oil in a Martial World 2. God of Tricksters (Completed) 3. Gacha Sovereign (Completed) 4. The Magician of Sound (Completed) 5. Reincarnated to Bonk in Another World (Completed)

Adrian Hudel has always been the invisible son in the Hu family, overshadowed by his elder brother Wryn, who was groomed to inherit the family business. Adrian’s only solace lies in his passion for painting, a dream he clings to amidst the cold indifference of his father, Wuner Hudel. But when Wryn abandons the family overnight, fleeing from an arranged marriage to the richest man in the country, Ethan Levistis, Adrian’s life takes a devastating turn. --- The cover is mine. The cover is of MC-Adrian Hudel. Free to collect. BL Story.

THE DEVIL'S SERIES:- The Devil's Hunt is the new title... Don't worry guys because of the cover. “Lilith Isha Romanio, you really think that’s who you truly are, my Queen? Or shall I say it? Hm… my cunning little fox, My beautiful wife…” I was the nightmare of many people but he thinks I am cute. He was not the person I carved for. Neither did I want him to be my salvation. My Shadows were loyal to him. He watched me, stalked me, and shoved me into the memories which I never knew I had. Yet he did it. Painted my canvas, the black chaotic ones with a contrasting deep crimson. Rudraveer Pratap Rathore… those sets of smoldering grey eyes, sinister grin of the Devil, and his aphrodisiac sinful voice made my killermind traspie into his webs of hell. And his flames of hellfire stroke something dark and forbidden within me… Was I Lilith Isha Romanio? Or who was I? He questioned it and I, fell into a pit of abyss to answer it. With the shivers of pleasure, passion, and twisted love. And I? I enjoyed it. This was our Fated Twist… ~*~*~*~*~

The night the stars died, Upon the skies darkest time, God lay herself to pass in a crypt. And from her fear, born Of hatred and revenge, God's body became a being of apocalypse. Two siblings were created in God's final moments- One Who Remembered, and One Who Didn't. They had a rivalry, as most siblings do, as their existence relied upon the others eventual demise. The One Who Remembered stayed upon their Mothers Burial Grounds, and The One Who Did Not was taken far away. But when the pair unknowingly reunite, The One Who Remembers goes by a new name, and The One Who Does Not has lied about their own. When God died, she created fear. Now, that fear has a form, and is more then ready to resurrect her. Even at the cost of the very Planet that births their bones in the first place. Content- Necromancy Religious Trauma Religious Brainwashing Dead children Dead brothel workers and a dragon. (I actually Painted the cover myself while on holiday from uni! Acrylic on Canvas, very fun!) (Will get back to writing over the weekend!)

In the world where appearances are everything, where beauty and success defines one's worth, two souls navigating their lives under veils of perfection. To the outside world, there life was peaceful and as flawless as picture painted with smile and wealth. But behind there mask, both carried pain; A pain of betrayal, Hatred, Distrust and Secrets that no one could imagine.

A woman's worth isn’t measured by her past, but in a world where secrets are currency, hers could cost her life. Plot Summary: Elara Sinclair is no saint. She has lived a life on her own terms, making choices that the world often deems "unforgivable" for a woman. But she’s never let judgment break her—until one wrong encounter changes everything. After a passionate night with a mysterious and dangerously charming stranger, Elara wakes up to find herself framed for a murder she didn’t commit. The man she thought was just a fleeting pleasure is gone, leaving behind only his name—Cain Mercer. As the city whispers about her “sins,” painting her as reckless, broken, and easy to discard, Elara fights to prove her innocence. But in the shadows, there’s a deeper game at play. Someone wants to see her suffer, to make her past the weapon that destroys her future. And the only man who can help her—the very man who vanished after that night—holds more secrets than she ever could. Between seduction and survival, between power and vulnerability, Elara must decide: Will she let the world define her, or will she take control of the narrative? But in a world where desire is dangerous and love can be lethal, some choices come with a deadly price.

To the quiet despairs, the forgotten corners, the shadows that whisper secrets in the dead of night. To the nameless anxieties that burrow deep within the human heart, gnawing at the edges of sanity. This book is dedicated to the muted background hum of existence, the slow, insidious erosion of hope, and the persistent vibration of unease that resonates in the spaces between the stars. To the forgotten gods, the careless creators, and the indifferent universe that watches our struggles with cold, cosmic detachment. This is for the crumbling alleyways, the faded murals, and the abandoned buildings that echo with the silent stories of forgotten lives, lives as fleeting and fragile as the whispers carried on the wind. To those who wander the desolate landscapes of their own minds, grappling with existential questions that yield no easy answers. To those who find solace in the bleak pronouncements of nihilism and absurdism, who embrace the brutal honesty of the darkness, and who find a strange kind of peace in the face of utter meaninglessness. This book is for you. For those who carry the weight of unspoken burdens, the invisible wounds of loneliness, the ghosts of past disappointments that linger like shadows in the periphery of vision. For those who seek a connection, a purpose, a reason to rise each morning despite the gnawing emptiness that threatens to consume them. This is also a dedication to the unsettling silence of empty streets, the flickering streetlights that cast long, distorted shadows, the dissonant sounds that emanate from the unseen corners of reality. It's for the creeping sensation of being watched, of an unseen presence lurking just beyond the reach of perception. For those who feel the subtle distortions in the fabric of reality, the subtle anomalies that hint at something far stranger, far more terrifying, than the mundane reality they inhabit. To the city itself, a cold, uncaring beast, yet also a testament to human ambition and resilience, a canvas on which our hopes and dreams are painted, only to be washed away by the relentless tide of time. To the ordinary lives lived amidst the extraordinary, to the single grains of sand lost in the vast, unforgiving machine of existence. This is for the cosmic horror that seeps into the cracks of our everyday world, and the subtle echoes of the Genesis Event that resonate in the quietest moments. And finally, to the uncaring vastness of the cosmos, to the indifferent gods who created a universe both beautiful and terrifying, this is for the ultimate struggle between order and chaos, between light and darkness, and the journey of a single, insignificant man caught in the middle of it all..

In the 1950s, the economic construction of New China was constantly confronted with a severe shortage of oil. Qin Limin, who had always dreamed of "oil extraction" since childhood, met Zhuang Jie, who also had a dream of "oil refining". The two young people, with different backgrounds and completely opposite personalities, carried on the banner of their forefathers and, in order to remove the label of "oil-poor country" from New China, they went from the "Yumen Oilfield" in the northwest to the "Chuangye Oilfield" in the northeast. From mutual misunderstanding to understanding and love, they experienced the whirlpools of the times together and overcame all kinds of difficulties. With their lifelong efforts, they fulfilled the solemn promise they made in their youth. Three generations of oil workers, with more than half a century of perseverance, from drilling the first oil well in New China to leading the trend of the international oil and gas industry, Chinese oil workers, with their youth, wisdom and blood, and the spirit of "striving for the nation's honor and fueling the motherland", jointly composed a glorious chapter in the development of China's oil industry on the land of China.

A Journey Through Turmoil and Hope is a reflective exploration of individual's turbulent experiences and their quest for meaning and resilience. Through the raw and candid narrative, the reader is invited to delve into the emotional depths of the protagonist's life, witnessing their struggles with despair, loneliness, and the ever-present pursuit of purpose. Amidst the darkness, glimmers of hope emerge, painting a nuanced portrait of the human spirit's ability to persevere in the face of adversity. This poignant and thought-provoking journey invites readers to reflect on their own lives and find solace in the shared human experiences of pain, growth, and the eternal search for meaning.

a world devoid of color, only black and white paint the world, but color itself still remains, only to those who can truly see what is in front of them

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.

Xun Ruiwen, a reserved art student, renders the people around him while keeping his own life carefully obscured. However, as he lays down the features, they never seem to settle into place. Hua Ruoyan, a laid-back saxophonist who was born with a rare condition and steadily worsening eyesight, notices his struggle and intervenes with his own unorthodox methods. Guiding Xun Ruiwen’s careful hand across the planes of his face, their demonstrations unfold into something closer to creation. As they spend time together, Xun Ruiwen begins to see as Hua Ruoyan does; through sound, through touch, and eventually through emotions. And when Hua Ruoyan asks to draw him, Xun Ruiwen realizes some portraits can only be finished when you let yourself be seen.

In "Swiped Right on Love," Emma Collins relocates to a quaint town, seeking to escape her past and rediscover her passion for art. At Serendipity Café, she finds solace and inspiration in the atmosphere, and one brief encounter with a charming barista named Jake ignites a spark of hope within her. As Emma navigates the challenges of starting over, she finds herself drawn into the vibrant local art community and begins to confront her past while forging new connections. Amidst her journey of self-discovery, Emma grapples with her insecurities and the fear of vulnerability, but the warmth of new friendships and the pull of creativity help her to embrace her true self. As she immerses herself in her art, she uncovers resilience she never knew she had. However, just as she starts to feel settled, echoes of her past threaten to resurface, forcing her to confront the very demons she hoped to leave behind. In a heartfelt exploration of resilience, love, and the transformative power of art, Emma's journey reveals that sometimes, the canvas of life is painted in unexpected hues, leading to beautiful and unforeseen possibilities. Will Emma find the courage to fully embrace her new beginning, or will her past loom too large, stifling her chance at a brighter future?