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"Until the Flower Withers" In a world brimming with magic, Luna Lockheart is reborn into a noble family, surrounded by love—but a deadly secret threatens to shatter her second chance at life. As Luna learns to navigate her new world, she discovers a life full of wonder and sorrow. From playful siblings and elegant tea parties to the haunting shadow of an ancient illness, time is not her ally. But Luna refuses to wither quietly. With her heart full of determination and her spirit as bright as the flower she’s named after, Luna vows to live fully, even as time slips through her fingers. A story of reincarnation, family bonds, and the beauty found in fleeting moments. "Until the flower withers… I'll bloom as brightly as I can."

One minute, I was a medical doctor rushing to work. The next, I woke up as a lowly omega inside the pages of my favorite werewolf novel The Psycho Alpha. Alpha Zachary Black. The cruel, ruthless, dangerously sexy Alpha of the Redwood Pack. The same man who kills anyone who breathes wrong around him. Especially women. He hates them. Despises weakness. And he definitely doesn’t believe in love. And he chose me as his personal omega. But there’s something wrong with me. I can hear his thoughts. Not just random thoughts. Dirty thoughts. Dark, possessive, obsessive ones about me. His so-called “personal omega.” He thinks I’m weak, fragile, breakable… but he also wants to ruin me, claim me, devour me. Every time he looks at me, his inner voice screams things his lips would never dare say out loud. I should be afraid of him. I should run far, far away. But how do you escape someone who owns your body and now, wants your soul? Worse, he’s starting to suspect I’m not who I say I am. Because I’m not just Christy, the omega. I’m a stranger in this world, trying to survive a plot I already know ends in blood.

After his divorce, Lu Liang suddenly felt as if he was already half-buried now, after all, he could hear the sound of a revolving lantern, a sign of impending death. But then, he discovered that the noise was actually messages from the future, leading to a dramatic turn in his life. ... Living in the secular world, we are all ordinary people. Being ordinary isn't too bad; greedy for wealth, lustful, dark-hearted, selfish... [Not a single female lead, enter at your own discretion]

In an era of global awakening of supernatural abilities, Lin Tianming awakens his SSS-level talent. He thought he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, only to overhear the heartfelt thoughts of his school beauty girlfriend who hates him to the core. [Lin Tianming, you didn't expect me to be reborn, did you? In my previous life, you let me down. In this life, I will not be fooled by your sweet words again!] Having a reborn girlfriend who is merely putting on a show is already troublesome enough, but little does he know, there's more than one person he has wronged. At this moment, each of them is on their way to find him! -------------------------- Features elements of Lovecraftian horror, with themes of inner demons, corruption, genetic ascension, mechanical ascension, and psionic ascension emerging in the later stages.

In a world where the boundary between life and death fractures with every whispered name, Through the Veil, a Voice follows Solan Maelvaran—a fallen prince resurrected within a heretic's corpse. Bound to an ancient system and haunted by a living shadow called Wyrm, Solan is thrust into the Veiled Labyrinth, a realm of trials where memory, identity, and soul are the price of power. As divine relics, sealed Names, and forbidden towers awaken, Solan must navigate esoteric horrors, unravel truths older than gods, and confront the nameless force that speaks through his blood. His journey will unmake reality—or remake it, if he survives.

"Una mujer de 24 años viajó al mundo de la novela debido a un accidente de avión. Se hace cargo del cuerpo de un personaje secundario que lleva el mismo nombre que ella. Viajó a una época en la que todo era escaso. El momento en que abrió los ojos, le dijeron que en dos meses, se casaría con un hombre cojo. —¿Por qué nadie me dijo que mi prometido es tan guapo? —cuestionó la chica desconcertada. —Cariño, me alegra que te guste mi cara y cuerpo. ¿Debo calentar tu cama ahora? —respondió el prometido orgulloso. —¿No decían que eres discapacitado? ¿Cómo puedes moverte tan vigorosamente? —preguntó la chica confundida. —¿Dónde escuchaste esos rumores? Parece que necesito probarte a ti —declaró el marido vigoroso. —Tan descarado... —murmuró la chica tímida."

Antes de su renacimiento, fue abandonada por sus padres, utilizada y finalmente asesinada por su astuta hermana falsa. Después de renacer, eliminó a todos los desechos y castigó a aquellos que lo merecían. ¿Rumores circulaban en línea de que Qin Sheng estaba siendo mantenida como amante? Un grupo de genios informáticos declaró: “Hackeemos las computadoras de esos guerreros del teclado”. El director más destacado preguntó: “Jefe, ¿has terminado de escribir el guion?” Un experto médico de renombre dijo: “Sheng Sheng, nuestro instituto de investigación te ofrece cien millones de yuanes. ¿Cuándo puedes venir?” Un pintor famoso imploró: “Hermana Sheng, ¿podrías tomarme bajo tu tutela cuando organices tu exposición de arte?” El CEO de una empresa de mil millones de dólares preguntó: “Jefa, ¿cuándo revelarás tu verdadera identidad?” Finalmente, una figura poderosa atrajo a Qin Sheng a sus brazos, diciendo: “Sheng Sheng, te he transferido todos mis activos”. Internautas: ?? ¿Este mundo se está convirtiendo en fantasía? Ella es una prodigio en los negocios, una genio de la informática, una guionista legendaria, una pintora celebrada y una doctora reconocida. Observa cómo crea una era de prosperidad y brillantez. (¡El protagonista masculino tiene un talento innato para detectar personas falsas y malcría a la protagonista femenina sin límites!)

—¿Estoy capturada? Bueno, no puedo evitarlo ya que no me puedo mover. —¿Experimentada? Al menos dame algún anestésico. —¿Estoy libre? Dejadme obtener un poco de venganza. —¿Quieres suplicar por tu vida? Lo siento, esta señorita aquí guarda rencor. —Destruí el laboratorio, así que ahora dejadme explorar este mundo libremente. —De alguna manera me uní al grupo del Señor Héroe. Bueno, parece divertido. —¡Ay, qué cruel! Por el honor de ser un héroe, ¿matarías a esta señorita, eh? —sonrió mientras se desangraba. —Che, ¿todavía tienes ánimo para bromear en este momento? —dijo él con una mirada fulminante. —¿Qué es la vida si no para disfrutar de cada momento? Ya que voy a morir y no puedo vengarme, espero que alguien más lo haga. —Nadie lo hará. Tú eras la única que era más poderosa que yo con tu Nanomancia. Ahora que te has ido —Shh, niño. Estoy intentando morir en paz aquí. —¡Pero soy may-! —¡Shh! Los niños buenos no molestan a sus mayores. —Pero tú! —Adiós~ —sonrió antes de perder las fuerzas. —¡Mierda! ... —¿Por qué estoy durmiendo en los campos de nieve? —Los Señores Lobos me gruñen. ¿Tienen hambre, eh?... Yo también. —Este es mi segundo libro, por favor ten piedad de este autor. Disfruten. —La portada fue dibujada por el increíble Aoi Ogata. —Nanomante=Un mago que utiliza nanobots. —Servidor de Discord: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va.

I moved into this house for peace. What I found was a voice — whispering beneath the floorboards. At first, I thought it was in my head. Sleep-deprived illusions, the old wood creaking. But the voice grew louder. It called my name. It told me things only I should know. It begged. It threatened. It wept. And every time I listened... I changed. As days blur into nights and reality slips through the cracks, I no longer know if I’m the only one living here. Or if the house is alive — feeding on me, molding me, watching me. This is not just a haunting. This is a descent — into the darkest parts of a mind, and a house that refuses to let go. You might hear them too, once you start reading. But be warned… The deeper you listen, the louder they become.

In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness , who was watching ?, who was calling? The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters , nestled between nations lies a placed not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the House of Red-Hill To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis , run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind but Red-Hill is no sanctuary . beneath its warm halls and shared meals , the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill , to protect. Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought , licensed, and employed by those afraid to relay on divine mercy alone. Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, its just home. And every night , when the rifts groan , they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

Quão imensa deve ser a riqueza de uma família que foi passada por cinco mil anos? Às vezes, você nunca saberá o quão rica sua família realmente é até pressionar um pouco os seus pais! Só depois de herdar a fortuna de cinco mil anos de sua família é que Zhang Menglong percebeu que a alegria dos ricos é tão simples. Presidente do banco: "Sr. Zhang, por favor, imploro que deposite seu dinheiro em nosso banco, e você pode definir a taxa de juros!" Herdeiro mais rico da segunda geração de Huaxia: "O mundo todo pertence à sua família ou o quê?" Pessoa mais rica do mundo: "Eu me sinto como um homem pobre!" Família Real Europeia: "Sr. Zhang, você está precisando de uma namorada? Se sim, importaria-se de encontrar uma? Se não, se incomodaria de ter mais uma? O que você acha da princesa do nosso país?" Mais tarde, Zhang Menglong descobriu que a faculdade que seus pais deixaram para ele foi a coisa mais impressionante. Na verdade, ser reitor acabou sendo ainda mais agradável do que ser a pessoa mais rica do mundo!

This story began long ago, in a timeline no one can reach. A forgotten heir. A fallen prince. An adopted noble. A person seen as both a threat and a blessing. This is the story of a withered rose—its beauty lasting even as it fades. It’s a tale of power and deception, where every move is part of a larger gambit. The events of this age shift the foundations of civilization itself. In this delicate balance between salvation and destruction, what is good and what is necessary are often unclear. Abyssals. Primordials. Existentials. Everyone tried to stop it—but it was inevitable. The prince’s gambit has already been played. This is the quiet unfolding of a future no one can stop. The gambit begins now.

Trapped within a poisoned world and stalked by monstrous beings known as the Withered, humanity clings to survival behind decaying walls and endless war. In the shadow of legends, a boy named Kael Ranz grows up in silence—haunted by the sacrifice of his brother, Dren, and hated by the family that blames him for living. Cast out and forgotten, Kael devotes his life to one purpose: vengeance. After six years of brutal training in the military barracks, Kael earns a place in the Phantom Line—an elite unit bred for one thing: surviving the gas, and killing what waits within it. But Kael’s past resurfaces when he hesitates to kill a Withered... and realizes it’s his brother’s reanimated corpse. But there may be something more than meets the eye.

The world died not with a scream, but with a whisper—suffocated by those who thought they were saving it. In their quest to perfect nature, a group of brilliant students brought about its collapse. Now, ash chokes the skies, the seas have turned black, and life has withered into memory. Most of the architects of this ruin are dead, leaving behind only silence and regret. One of the last survivors—once a mastermind of the project—unearths a forgotten time machine buried beneath a forbidden island. Haunted by what he’s done, he entrusts it to the only soul untouched by their lies: Sahabi. Sent into the past with nothing but truth and grief, Sahabi must face the dream that became a nightmare. Because the world already ended—and this time, he must kill the idea before it’s born.

Lucia silva, una chica de dieciséis años ha llegado a una nueva escuela y desea dar una buena impresión, es ahí donde conoce a Aisha Woods, una joven inexpresiva que suele ser comparada con una maquina por su carencia total de emoción. Tras una accidentada conversación durante el almuerzo, Lucia decide ser amiga de Aisha, quiere estar con ella y de ser posible, hacerla sonreír.

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please…don't do this,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. "But you chased me all the way back!" her lips met his crushing her mouth with a forceful kiss burning her up. She groaned trying to free herself but it was a futile attempt. Dragging her to bed as she tried another futile attempt to escape he stripped her with rough yet controlled hands. "You could've casted me out of there. Gotten married to your ex. You had a better choice given," he kissed her collarbone. " But here you are laying beneath me as it was that night. When you were just a clueless innocent virgin." he grinned sarcastically. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper still trying to move away from his touch. "It useless to defy me. Now this is the only place left for you." And he reclaimed her with burning passion rendering her attempts to refuse him and escape him futile. ----->>>>> Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But worse yet the man who she was supposed to be wedded was replaced by a more ruthless hound. A more agonizing revelation that he was a slave with empty title in name. The white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

A grieving musician starts receiving mysterious audio files from his dead lover. But as the songs reveal secrets he never knew, he realizes he wasn’t the only one she left behind. A story of grief, guilt, and a final goodbye that was never finished.

Indigo, un chico muy frágil y vulnerable para el estándar de un varón busca su lugar en la sociedad con Mílan, su único amigo y apoyo, pero luego aparece Yerai, una chica aburrida de todo que ve en Indigo su oportunidad para sus juegos de perversión.

Aanya and Veer step into the mirror’s cursed realm—a world of broken memories, flickering shadows, and echoes of everything they were too afraid to face. Inside this haunted reflection, guilt takes shape, and forgotten promises demand payment. But it’s not just horror that waits on the other side. It’s her. Ananta. As the truth unravels, Veer becomes Aanya’s anchor. Protective, burning with quiet rage at her pain, he wraps her in love like armor—whispering deadly romantic confessions even as ghosts close in. "If this mirror wants you, it’ll have to take me too. And trust me, sweetheart—if death wants to dance, I’ll make it waltz to your heartbeat." Their journey is a descent through guilt and memory—revealing Ananta’s sacrifice, Naira’s whispered warnings, and Aanya’s forgotten promise to never leave her sister behind. But it’s Veer’s words that tether Aanya to the light: “You were never a curse, Aanya. You were the only thing this House couldn’t break.” With emotion crackling like thunder and horror pulsing at every corner, this novel delivers romance draped in ruin, and a love that dares to survive the mirror. The reflection never lies. But sometimes... it forgives.

In a world where speech is outlawed, one voice could start a revolution. Or end everything. Kael was raised in silence—just another forgotten soul in the crumbling outskirts of the Vowenrealm. But when blood is spilled and secrets rise, Kael discovers he holds a forbidden power: the ability to command with a single word. A Whisperer. Now hunted by a ruthless theocracy and haunted by the cost of using his gift, Kael must decide what he's willing to lose in order to set the world free—if he doesn’t lose himself first. The Last Voice is a dark, character-driven fantasy about power, memory, and moral fracture. Fans of grim settings, quiet rebellions, and morally grey protagonists will find much to love—and fear—in this tale. New Chapters on Mondays @ 12:00PM PST and Thursdays @ 12:00 PST

Adam was a quiet kid until the day corporate monsters murdered his only family and buried the evidence beneath their silver-dollar lies. Reborn as a fledgling vampire, he stalks the night with fangs sharpened by vengeance and magic flickering beneath his skin. Every drop of blood spilled is a ledger entry in his war against the soulless tycoons who think themselves untouchable. As Adam’s power blooms—and his humanity withers—he must decide: become the monster they fear, or let their corruption consume him first. —end of briefing.

A child cursed from birth or maybe not totally cursed ok fine he is cursed but just a little bit

Un secreto puede ser más pesado que la fama. Y la traición, más cortante que el rechazo. Kim Eun-ji es la "Rosa de la escuela", admirada por su belleza y perfección en la prestigiosa Preparatoria Han-wool. Con una sonrisa impecable, un novio popular y una vida aparentemente ideal, todos la ven como un ícono... pero nadie conoce la verdad detrás de su imagen. Eun-ji no es rica. Vive en un oktapbang con sus padres y hermanos pequeños, trabaja por las noches en un restaurante y lucha por sobrevivir. Todo cambiará cuando su secreto se filtre y su mundo perfecto se derrumbe frente a los ojos de quienes la idolatraban. Bae Su-jin, su "mejor amiga", no solo la envidia: está decidida a destruirla. Park Ji-hoon, su novio, deberá elegir entre el amor o su reputación. Y Lee Jae-hyeok, el chico nuevo y misterioso, podría ser su inesperado refugio... o el principio de una nueva historia.

Genre: Dark Fantasy | Post-Apocalyptic | Supernatural Before light, there was Chaos—a god born of shadow, cast into a mirror world by the god of light and cursed to fade into nothingness. In this dying replica of Earth, humanity fights for survival against the World Eaters, monstrous beings sent to devour everything. But Chaos will not go quietly. With his last strength, he scattered seven black crystals, fragments of his power, across the prison world—waiting for someone to find them. Waiting for a spark. That spark is Zenith, a seventeen-year-old orphan drawn to a forgotten ruin by a force he doesn’t understand. When he touches the crystal, he awakens the ancient voice of Chaos itself—and becomes its reluctant vessel. As Zenith struggles to resist the god inside his mind, he’s pulled into a desperate mission: to recover the remaining crystals, unlock his true potential, and uncover the horrifying truth… This world isn’t real. And the only way to save it is to destroy it. But Chaos has his own plans. And Zenith may not survive becoming the weapon he was never meant to be. ---

Gu Nian woke up to find herself a baby born to a poor family. Her mother was killed, her brother missing and she was homeless. Thankfully, there were many good people in the world. Still, everyone in the village told the Lin family was stupid—they could not even afford to make a living for themselves, but they had to adopt a baby from another family. They did not know that the baby had a pocket dimension and was blessed with good luck, and the Lin family soon rocketed to riches. Later, restaurants would fight over Gu Nian's recipes, and the silkworms she reared would spit silk of all collars, while her crops would weigh tons. All at once, she becomes famous. Everyone says that Gu Nian would never marry nobility no matter how much she earned! Her brother and father then returned to her, and she became the daughter of a duke! Noble son: Watch your tongue. I'm the one who doesn't deserve my wife!

Once the burning form of karma came striking William Afton down; finally ending his murder spree, something unexpected happened. something horribly went wrong. Observe as Both William and Elizabeth Afton adapt to their newfound predicament, making allies and changing their lives to not just survive, not just thrive, but also fix the new problem that has formed within the outskirts of their new home: The village of Animatronica.

In late 1980s, Tokyo, monstrous Eclipses, born from human fear—lurk in the shadows. Hikaru Shimo, a teenage warrior with ice-cold Senzai abilities, fights to protect the innocent, until he accidentally awakens Sora Makizushi, a legendary warrior frozen in time. But Sora’s past is a bloodstained mystery, and his rage threatens to burn the world anew. Hikaru gets saved by Yoru, a bubbly yet ruthless Director. As Hikaru is drafted into the shadowy Peoples’ Protection Agency, he uncovers a war between factions vying to control Senzai energy, some to save humanity, others to reshape it into something entirely borderline horrifying. With a sadistic scientist, a bubbly-yet-ruthless director, and a fanatic rebel faction in the mix, and the curse of his own bloodline, Hikaru stands at crossroads whether to align to one or be the Eclipse-slaying hunter he is. —————————————————— DISCLAIMER: ALL ARTWORK IS OWNED BY ME AS I'VE CREATED IT Withering Cold is primarily a dark fantasy webnovel which inspired by animes/mangas. If you want an overpowered edgy main character with 10 wives and a broken system, then leave. This isn't for you. There will be complex and mature themes (both 16+ & 18+), so if you don't like it (assault, gore, violence, trauma and other not so cool stuff), then don't read it. Author's Note: I originally developed an idea for Withering Cold way back in 2022 once I watched Chainsawman and recently Tokyo Ghoul. So if you're fan of animes of that genre this is for you. Moreover, I wanted to see if I could build a balanced yet unreliable power system. Most animes have a power system that's purely for usage but I wanted to explore how power can corrupt people. Plus, to address the inner demon trope (Hikaru-Tsukuyomi), most animes have them established on the first chapter as a living vessel, but I wanted to see how far could Hikaru last before the person inside him awakens when it's too late. It's a slow burn, probably 200 chapters expected give or take. Might end in Mid-Late 2026. Each chapter spans 2000 words and the publishing frequency is 2 or 3 chapters a week (unless if I make a digital art, all available on my discord). It's my faithful tribute to my favourite shonens/mangas and probably something I spent years building, giving depth to my characters. Don't expect outlandish powescaling. Enjoy the story. For more fun facts about the novel + discussion and more join the official discord server: https://discord.gg/8mgFz7RVFm Maybe this will end up well? Who knows. I simply care about the moment. If I screw up your favourite character, I apologise. —————————————————— MAIN CAST: Hikaru Shimo: The protagonist of Withering Cold. A shy, timid 16 year old boy who has a knack for hunting eclipses in the retro 80s Tokyo. He's a local high school student and works odd jobs to sustain himself until he gets a rather meagre pay in the PPA. However, behind his kind behaviour lies a thousand year old curse that runs in his bloodline. Sora Makizushi: The secondary male lead and the Deuteragonist of Withering Cold. He's boastful, arrogant yet a master in his Senzai Arts. Once freed by Hikaru from his unfortunate sealing, Sora lands himself in 1987 Tokyo where he struggles to get used to the modern environment. The story focuses on how Sora regains his now lost power and the mystery behind the Main Antagonist, Tsukuyomi. Yoru: The female lead and the Triagonist of Withering Cold. A ruthless yet bubbly Director of the PPA who took Hikaru into her own arms. Yoru suffers from Stockholm Syndrome, where she knows the PPA is shady yet believes they are the true defenders of humanity. Her arc revolves around the world building in-universe and Yoru trying to atone for her own sins by being the family Hikaru never had. [more info in auxiliary chapters and discord!]

These are poems I have written for the past two years.