Bane Voice

Following the tragic death of her beloved Kai, Elara becomes fixated on preserving the memory of his voice, a task that leads her down a rabbit hole of old recordings and forgotten moments. But as she delves deeper, she uncovers a hidden secret within Kai's past, forcing her to question everything she thought she knew about the man she loved and the true meaning of his voice.

[+18 Novel] Highschool fantasies? Taboos? Blackmail? Neighbors? Twins? Come and witness it all. Max, a fat fuck tech genius was transmigrated to a parallel world similar to earth but not earth, after having regretted not living his youth to the fullest while spending his time as an adult cupped on the desk all day long. Reincarnated in the body of a dead fifteen year old, also Max. A year later, he successfully activated the Taboo System that came to this world with him. And began receiving all sorts of Taboo Tasks within the school premises in order to fulfill his Taboo Quest: SSS Ranked Taboo Student. A school with hierarchy, filled with rich scions from all over the world, and world class teachers. What could really be going on beneath the surfaces. CONGRATULATIONS! [Taboo System Activated] [---- 100%] [SSS- A lonely loser lifestyle without being a loser. Accomplished.] Ding! [Taboo Task] [Target: Sophia] Growing from a fat decrepit loser in just a year, he went from being a nobody to a world class student while being the bane of every lady he encounters. Recommended Both : Male & Female Read Visit Discord For Image References: https://discord.gg/rCGNpR3S

Cedric, one who fought in the grand crusade against infidels that took over the Holy Land of Jerusalem has fallen. A crossbow bolt has found its way into his skull, he has met his end in a way he always wished. In service to the Lord. And yet it seems God had more plans for him. Instead of death, he found himself in the middle of the black void, his armor, and blade at his side. And yet just before he awoke, a voice whispered to him, a divine voice of God. That he was sure of. With the guidance of his voice, he was granted a path in this world, a path that would guide him towards spreading one true faith in this pagan world.

David Marsh's carefree existence was disrupted when the shocking news of his classmate's attempted suicide reverberated through the school halls. As he struggled to comprehend the turmoil that had driven his classmate to such desperation, a mysterious voice echoed within David's mind. The voice, friendly and benevolent, harbored no sinister intent. Instead, it extended an unexpected request which was to pay a visit to the paranormal hospital where his classmate had been left alone. Join our discord server for fun, chill and to stay updated regarding novel. https://discord.gg/th6KWuRCRm Link for joining

[WSA Newbie 2025 Entry] Join the tale of Seth Bane, an irregular on an unconventional journey to become the strongest. But unlike your typical protagonist, Seth's path is far from ordinary—in truth, he is actually a cameraman. Yeah, and an absurdly overpowered one at that. Swordsmen? Necromancers? Archers? All these pale in comparison to his unique occupation: the cameraman! Dive into a world where champions battle against otherworldly foes, and Seth Bane's unexpected power as a cameraman becomes humanity's hidden ace. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, discover how Seth's unassuming role conceals his extraordinary strength. after all who said the hero was the strongest- well that was only possible as long as the camera man remains low-key. (The world setting isn't the Earth you know.)

"Long ago, the Cursed Supreme , Zorthaal was sealed away, his soul bound to a newborn child—Layron. He was meant to die, but a warrior saved him. Years later, weak and ridiculed, Layron longs for strength. That’s when he hears the voice—a whisper of power and revenge. Zorthaal has been waiting, and with every desperate wish, the seal weakens. Now, hunted by the Protectors and manipulated by the darkness within, Layron faces a choice: resist the voice or become the monster fate intended. Because once the seal breaks—Zorthaal will return.

After transmigration, Lin Yue could hear a voice whispering in his ear every day, sharing all sorts of secrets with him. Small matters like the thoughts of the girl next door, to great mysteries like the secrets of the heavens, the voice persisted daily, broadcasting randomly. He originally wanted to live an unremarkable life, but in this world of Xianxia dynasties where mortals are considered as insignificant as weeds, the fate of an ordinary man without power is no longer in his own hands. Thus, he had no choice but to stop being 'just a person'. 'Your Majesty the Empress, you wouldn't want your secret of treason to be revealed by others, right?'

"The wolf has three shadows—one to hunt, staining the earth with blood; one to lead, carrying the weight of a broken crown; and one to howl, whose madness will reshape the fate of the wild." —Unknown Lukas, a book-loving teenager from Earth, dies sacrificing himself to save others. His final act catches the attention of a powerful deity, who grants him a second chance—one he never asked for. Reborn as Zed, a nine-year-old noble who mysteriously fell into a coma a year ago, Lukas finds himself in an unfamiliar world steeped in Rhu, ancient conspiracies, and impending war. But this new life comes with ghosts of its own. The boy whose body he now inhabits died betrayed, his last thoughts consumed by a desperate plea to protect his elder sister. Haunted by lingering memories of that betrayal, Lukas vows to safeguard the family he never knew. Fate, however, has other plans. Gifted—or perhaps cursed—with the rare ability to split himself into three identical beings, Lukas at first believes this power is a blessing. But as each version of himself walks a different path, their experiences begin to shape them in unforeseen ways. As he delves deeper into the truth behind his reincarnation, Lukas realizes he is merely a piece in a far greater game—a struggle between warring factions, forgotten prophecies, and beings far beyond mortal understanding. Every choice he makes pulls him further into a web of deception and destiny, where loyalty is fragile, power is dangerous, and even his fractured selves may not be enough to survive what’s coming. Because in this world, even a second life does not guarantee a second chance.

A broken heart, shattered trust, and a mind drowning in torment—she seeks freedom from a world that only knows how to hurt her. Under the full moon’s cold light, her final choice echoes a haunting question: Can true peace only be found in the silence of escape?

Colden Brande the young lord of the Eastern Land has his life destroyed and his family name tarnished. He abandons his noble heritage and travels the war-torn land as the leader of a bandit group called [Kings Bane].

After dying in the Amazon rainforest, Barrett finds himself in the afterlife, where he meets Rob, a mysterious figure who offers him a chance at rebirth. Rob grants him three spins to determine his fate: Power, Boom or Bane, and Race. With the results shaping his new life, Barrett is reincarnated into a world governed by a Gacha system. Now, armed with new abilities and a fresh race, he embarks on an endless journey across the multiverse, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead. Can join my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/Novelby69DM

Dreams are everything that identify a person's ideology. Dreams form ambitions, ambitions form personality, but what would happen if all of the above formed into power your dreams gift you. The larger your ambitions the stronger you're power may become. But what would happen if you dream too much?

This novel is inspired by novels where heroines can hear the villain's inner voice, but the main character is the protagonist in the original story not the villain whose voice audible to the heroines. No NTR ---- Chen Fan descends from the mountain after learning from his master for 10 years. The purpose? Of course, to enjoy life and reach the pinnacle of greatness. But there’s something strange about the girls he meets… ---- A/N : This is my first novel, and since English isn't my native language, I kindly ask for your understanding regarding any awkward phrasing or grammatical errors. Your feedback is greatly appreciated.

"Writer’s block is one thing. Being too lazy to even write is another. But waking up as a girl? Now that’s just ridiculous." At 19 years old, Joseph Angelito L. Ramondez is a NEET, a failed writer, and a professional procrastinator. He’s tried everything—every cliché in the book, every AI writing tool under the sun—but nothing works. His stories are uninspired, overdone, and completely ignored. Maybe he was just born too late for success. Or maybe he’s just destined to fail. Then, one morning, he wakes up to find himself in a female body—long, flowing silver hair, piercing blue eyes, and all. Instead of freaking out, his first thought is: "Maybe I can finally write a good gender-bend story now." Armed with a new perspective (literally) and a renewed (though still lazy) sense of purpose, Joseph sets out to turn his bizarre new reality into a bestselling novel. But can he actually finish a story for once? Or will his procrastination, crippling self-doubt, and newly complicated life get in the way? ________________ Tags:Genderbender,Slice Of Life,Male to female, Echii

In a fractured world where shadows whisper forgotten truths, a man cursed with a dark awakening hungers for power no mortal should wield. Guided by a forbidden art, he learns to devour the lingering essence of the dead; their strength, their memories, their shadows. However with each stolen fragment, the line between human and something sinister blurs. As ancient forces stir and the ruins of empires watch in silence, he walks a razor’s edge: Will the shadows forge him into a conqueror, or unravel him into the very darkness he seeks to master? The price of ascension is paid in blood but the dead do not rest quietly.....

[WSA entry 2025] The die of Fate was cast. From the very beginning, he was meant to suffer. A stepping stone. A disposable character. He saw betrayal, not once, not twice. He endured pain. Torment. But one day. He had enough. If fate would not let him have a normal life. He would take that previllage from everyone else. He would become the bane of all existence.

As the doctor left, Sucy lay back in bed, feeling overwhelmed. Yoongi broke the silence, his voice low. "So, we're going to have our child." The silence that followed was deafening, and Yoongi asked, "Why are you not saying anything?" Sucy finally spoke, her voice shaking. "You don't want to be with me, or you don't want us to create a family?" Yoongi's face turned hard, and he asked again, "Wait, you don't want a child?" Sucy's response was immediate, her voice firm. "I don't want a child. All I want is to be with you for now. My mom would kill me; she wants me to get married and have kids, not sleep with my boss and get pregnant." She cried bitterly, her words pouring out in a rush. "I was sent on a blind date, but you turned me down, even though I didn't like you. I had to work for you to make you pay for what you did to me before, but then I ended up falling for you." Yoongi's face turned cold, his voice hard. "Wait, you don't like me? So, you used me? I didn't turn anyone down. You were the first girl I ever liked. So, you're going to abort the child?" Sucy's tears fell in a rush as she spoke, her voice shaking. "I liked you, but I had to abort whatever is in my belly right now." Yoongi's expression turned menacing, his voice low and threatening. "You know what? I hate you now. You're not killing my baby. I don't care what you do after you give birth to my child; you could do anything with your life. I will send the doctor to check on you every day, and some of my guards. If I ever find out you abort the child, I will kill you." As Yoongi walked out of the room, Sucy cried, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry." She rubbed her tummy, her tears falling in a rush. "I'm sorry for all this, baby. I am sorry for not allowing you see your father and your mother. I am sorry again for allowing you to hear your parent argue about you for knowing about you for the first time .i am sorry love"she weeps bitterly

Ahn Kyunghee wanted nothing more than to move on from a stigmatizing past as a druggie’s daughter. However, fate had other things in store. A special person from her past reappears and gives her a whole new meaning to perseverance, love and loyalty. Despite the ten year gap, she had once again found her first love; only now he was no longer the teenager brimming with righteous determination she once knew. Now, he was a member of the dangerous Yakuza—a man to be feared and revered, but a man who would do anything to give her the protection she never had, regardless of right or wrong. In her memory, he would forever be the boy who befriended and held her hand whilst everyone else ostracized her. Then there was the hotheaded detective who was the bane of her existence, only to realize that she meant more to him than he could ever mean to her. Light and dark didn’t mix. Just like tigers and dragons didn’t co-exist.

"But sir," she protested weakly, her voice laced with lust, "I thought... I thought that was my punishment." Mr. Kapoor chuckled darkly, his hand coming down in a swift slap that made her yelp. "Shut up," he barked, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "You're going to get more than you bargained for." His hand traced the reddened marks on her skin, his fingers lingering on the most sensitive areas. Shreya felt a shiver of anticipation as she bent over the desk again, her legs spread wide. She could feel the cool air against her wet pussy, her thong now soaked with his juices. Mr. Kapoor stepped closer, his hand moving to the small of her back, pushing her down even further. "You liked that?" he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. "Yes, sir," she replied, her voice a breathless pant. She couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth, but she couldn't deny the truth of them. Every part of her was on fire, desperate for more of his touch. Mr. Kapoor's hand slid down her back, his fingers toying with the waistband of her skirt. "You've been a very naughty girl, Shreya," he murmured, his voice a dark caress. "I think it's time for a more... creative punishment." Shreya's heart skipped a beat as she felt something cold and hard press against her pussy. She glanced over her shoulder to see Mr. Kapoor holding a highlighter, the neon pink color glinting in the light. "What are you doing, sir?" she asked, her voice a tremble. "Punishing you," he replied, his voice a low, dark promise. "And I want to hear you beg for it." He pushed the highlighter inside her, the plastic sliding easily through her wetness. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock and pleasure. It was an unusual sensation, something she had never experienced before. Mr. Kapoor began to move the highlighter in and out of her, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body. "Tell me, slut," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "Does it feel good to have my highlighter in your cunt?" Shreya whimpered, unable to form coherent words. She had never felt anything like this before, the taboo nature of the act only heightening her arousal. "Y-yes, sir," she managed to stutter, her voice shaky. "It feels... it feels amazing." Mr. Kapoor chuckled, his hand moving the highlighter faster. "You're going to love what comes next"

Lucas transmigrated to a parallel world and found himself participating in a talent show called "THE IDOL VOICE". But here's the problem he's tone deaf . All the audience and judges thought that lucas would perform miserably ,even he himself thought so until he heard a cold mechanical voice in his head [DING!!! system binding 10%....] he couldn't hold his exitment! Pfft, hahaha, I'm really sorry, I couldn't hold back my laughter. It's my first time performing.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

On his first day as a university professor, Tariq Mathis plans to lead a Myth Studies class. But when a mysterious voice interrupts his lecture, the world shifts. The voice announces the start of the 4th God War, where ancient gods will battle for dominance, and humanity will undergo painful transformations, choosing sides in the conflict.

Dual Cultivation is an art. The more you focus on doing the art, the worse it becomes. Only when doing it becomes part of the art itself, does one truly experience it to its fullest. You will know you understand only when you can't tell the singer from the song, dancer from the dance, and the daoist partners from the dao. This is true enlightenment in the art of dual cultivation ... The 'Naked Sword Art' is a personal skill of mine. It isn't perfect yet, but I believe it will one day be the greatest dual cultivation technique known to man. I am the fucker of mothers, stripper of daughters, and the bane of all men and husbands alike. I am a blind dual cultivator. . . . [ Tags ] R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Feet | Thick | Thicc | Loli | Milf | Gilf | Young & Mature | Choking | Out doors | Humiliation | Nymph | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action | Demon | Handsome MC | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Wise . . . https://discord.gg/SFyWcze **Art work is not mine. If you want me to take it down please contact me**

Stirred to action by the call of the dead, Bane Marius finds himself in problems much grander than he had imagined. A tale of adventure, a tale of loss, a tale of love, a tale that's sure to have you yearning for more

Fuyu listens to a voice bringing her to a mysterious workplace, now she needs to decipher her coworkers truths to find out what brought her to the workplace in the first place.

Buio Pichi is an Orphan who was found and raised by his adoptive father Bukiko Pochi with the help of his wife Moriah Pochi and her young daughter. Buio's parents were believed to be casualties of a conflict between demons and whatever race Buio is from. He is now an 18 year old in search of answers to the full reason for the demise of his biological parents. In his pursuit Buio comes across Shinigami Seishin otherwise known as Hive. She is the very powerful, world reknown leader of the evil organization Bane. The kingdom of Xaymaca is quickly besieged by the insidious almost completely elusive members of Bane. Buio is swept up in this conflict while pursuing his own goals. Does Buio find what he's looking for or does he fail? Follow him on his tumultuous journey to find out how it all unfolds.

Daring to listen to the voices inside his head, Caleb kills himself as this were the wishes of the book Now armed with a grimoire, two voices in his head and an iron resolve to go back home, follow him as he adventures into the land of mystics overruled by demons, witches and emperor's #mystery #fantasy