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If mercy and kindness can't save the world, then this time, I choose violence. I was reborn in death, like sin under the blazing sun.——Ethan Cole Huff... What’s going on? There’s a flight attendant with a D-cup sleeping next to me!? Did I really get reborn!? Back to fifteen days before the zombie apocalypse game starts!? [Ding! Congratulations, lucky one! You’ve been granted a one-time chance to be reborn, along with a spatial storage ring!] [Ding! Please choose: Join the humans or the zombies?] A cheat ability, and a storage ring!? If I choose to be human, I can stockpile supplies, hang out with different women in a safehouse... Isn’t this the perfect start for a post-apocalyptic hero? “So this time, I choose... zombies!” God: “Idiot!!! If I’d known, I would’ve given this rebirth chance to someone else!”

Idol show for dead people? Rayen was suddenly thrown into a supernatural idol show after meeting an untimely death at the peak of his career as a band vocalist. Upon waking up in a strange building, with a creepy stalker fan claiming to have written his entire biography, and a strange jukebox demanding him to perform, he learned of his death and found himself in a bizarre situation. [Please select a song to dance.] "What? Dance? I don't know how to dance!" [Select a song or disappear?] "Ain't no way I'm gonna dance!" [If you want to revive, become an idol.] "Screw revival! I don't want to dance!" Notes: All of the lyrics of the songs will be written by me. But some songs will be inspired on real life songs. Some scenes would be inspired by widely circulated memes or cultural phenomena, but these elements have been purely fictionalized for creative purposes, and do not reflect the real individuals and events they may have originated from.

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep.

"It was an ordinary world until the year 2067 when a boulder-sized asteroid was spotted by astronomers heading into the Earth’s atmosphere. "They determined its point of impact to be the Atlantic Ocean and, knowing there wouldn’t be any lives at stake, turned a blind eye to it. "Hence, it crashed without any interference, and without any civilian knowing of its existence. "Its momentum, not being retarded by friction due to its unknown properties allowed it to penetrate the ocean floor, making its way to the Earth’s core. "That’s when it all began; the properties of the meteorite caused it to fuse with the Earth’s core, changing the entire ecosystem of the Earth as we know it in ways that can't be imagined, throwing the Earth into an apocalypse. "It took five days for its fusion to complete, and those five days were known as the ‘beginning of the plague.’ "The Earth, which was filled with life, became a horror fantasy after these days; the Earth was left with only 40 percent of water. "The once flooded 30 percent now filled with unworldly creatures who feast on each other and the terrestrial ones. "it became a world of the survival of the fittest, where only that storage survived whether man or beast. "The skies and water became polluted with mystical essences which gave humans supernatural abilities that enhanced a person’s character to the fullest, and I, a once psycho, became the strongest. "Being annoyed by the ways of man, I decided to cleanse the world of the weak filth, not siding with the monsters either but becoming one who was hated by both. "I had one goal and one goal only, and that was to return the world to its original state, and the only way this feat could be achieved was to separate the meteorite from the earth's core even though they had completely fused. “This is the story of how I might have saved the world from this catastrophe or how I might have destroyed it.”

After Ander Davis was electrocuted, he not only had storage space, he also had a special superpower - replication. He can copy any inanimate object, which allowed Ander Davis' team to survive when food and clean water were scarce. In the apocalypse, he lives a comfortable life because of his superpowers.

“This mark tells the world the sight of your neck belongs to me, so, no one will ever dare to look. I hate sharing what’s mine.” He whispered low, then pulled back to look into my smoldering eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. With his hand still on my throat, his thumb brushed softly over the sting mark he'd just left on my neck, sending a jolt through my body before he pulled away and walked off. I hated the way his torment turned to pleasure, leaving my body craving more while my mind rebelled. Even Lucifer in hell would have cringed at the clash between my desire and logic. Hell no, I’d never give in. *** Money, power, desire—can you really have it all? What would you do if such an opportunity came? For Zara, working as a chef at a Michelin-starred restaurant hasn’t brought her closer to freedom. Debts and the weight of her past keep her shackled in darkness. Not even in her wildest imagination did Zara think her passion for cooking would captivate an enigmatic billionaire, Ravier Auckland, to offer her a contract as his ‘atypical’ private chef. Fueled by a sense of betrayal from her loved ones and a desperate need to prove her worth, Zara sees Ravier’s offer as her way out. But will it lead to the salvation she craves or rather ignite a flame of raw, uncontrollable desire that consumes everything in its path? Very Mature Content!

Popular girl Ari Cho is absolutely charming, leaving Yumi Kim, the school nerd, so gay to function normally. ** FOREWORD: Like any other day, I sat back and watched Ari hold court in the far corner of the school cafeteria. She was surrounded by her usual swarm of admirers, each one trying—and failing—to win her over. One by one, they crumbled under the weight of her gentle rejections, their faces painted with the sting of unrequited affection. Oh, what a marvellous sight to behold. The scene took a dramatic turn when two of the boys started arguing, throwing out accusations about who was making Ari more uncomfortable. The irony was almost too good—they were both so oblivious to the fact that their entire presence was likely making her want to bolt out the door. I took another bite of my sandwich, savouring the free entertainment. Poor Ari, trapped in the middle of a gaggle of hormonal teenagers who genuinely believed their cringe-worthy displays of “manliness” would sweep her off her feet. Pathetic. You might be wondering why I’m not stepping in to rescue Ari from that circus of admirers. Well, let me give you three solid reasons why meddling is a terrible idea for me. First, I’m no Superman—I don’t do heroic deeds. Second, I’m far too comfortable living my drama-free life to jeopardise it now. And third, let’s be real, my body is definitely not built for a catfight. As I happily munched on my sandwich, enjoying the chaos from a safe distance, I made a grave error, I locked eyes with Ari. Oh, crap. Picture this: while the two idiotic boys were still mid-argument, Ari—with a slightly shy smile—started walking towards my direction, her tray of food balanced in her hands. No, no, no. God, please tell me she’s not actually coming to talk to m— “Hi, Yumi!” she said casually, her smile so bright it could power a small city. ** OTHER STORIES: Miss Not So Typical (on going)

"No one ever helped me no matter how much I suffered. So, tell me...why would I help others if there's no benefit to it for me?" After being sold off by his parents to human traffickers due to a physical deformity and ending up as a resident of the underworld, a jaded mercenary is killed during a mission gone wrong. "If only there was a way to carry my entire arsenal of weapons without weighing myself down..." As he dies, he suddenly find himself waking up in a younger, unfamiliar body, in an unfamiliar world. He finds himself in a rundown orphanage located in a medieval world full of Magic and Monsters, his new body weak and frail. His new name is Jaedfern Meraled, or Jade for short. But he's not alone in being sent to this world...along with him for the ride is the Angel Arkiela, who was banished to this world for interfering with the human world out of boredom. Specifically, she used her powers to feed and amplify people's impulses and intrusive thoughts, including the people around Jade, whom she targeted to, in her words, "mess with", and subsequently went on to ruin his life. She then claims that their lives are now intertwined...if one of them dies, so will the other. While being uncertain as to whether she's being honest about that or lying so that he can't afford to kill her, Jade can't exactly risk putting it to the test, so he errs on the side of caution. Grudgingly, he decides to accept her presence around him, having no other choice in the matter. With that settled, she reveals that when people are reincarnated with their memories intact, they're given OP powers, usually as a reward or consolation for their circumstances in their previous life, and she then checks what abilities he's been bestowed with. In this world, there are three main elements to a person's Magic...their Magic Class; which is the core of their abilities, their Mana Pool; the quantity of Magical energy they possess, and finally, their Skills; special abilities that include active powers such as Appraisal and passive powers such as Heat Resistance. Each person possesses three Skills, without exception. As for Jade, his Magic Class is...well, he doesn't have one. And his Mana Pool...is nonexistent, he possesses no Magical energy whatsoever. And finally, his Skills...he only has one, titled "Mercenary's Item Box", a dimensional storage power with a number of abilities that can be unlocked by Leveling Up the Skill. Most people who are reincarnated are given OP powers, rewarded for either living a virtuous life, or as consolation for living a tortured life. But sometimes, people who've lived sinful lives, can be punished instead, bestowed with the bare minimum of abilities in worlds where such abilities are everything. And Jade is the latter. However, Jade may not necessarily be as bad off as it initially seems...because within his Item Box, is every weapon he owned during his previous life, weapons that don't exist in this world. Will it give him enough of an advantage to survive, and ideally thrive, in this medieval world rampant with violent crime and dangerous Monsters? One thing's for sure, it certainly won't be easy...

she can be anything, a daughter, a mother, but not a wife.... _______________ _______________ "marriage is not for me....... I am not the girl who have her parants back, I am not that female who do make up, wear high heels, set her hairs in beautiful shiny flowers rings. I am not the girl who can make you smile Sebastian....." said Elara as she look into his eyes, deep, for the first time, "you need to understand this Sebastian........ you are a prince, who lives in palace with your rich and healthy parants not like me, who's father come home once in a year, who's mother is in wheelchair..... we can't be happy together..... I will only gives you pain." ********* ********* Sebastian look into her eyes, and smiled. the smiled which no one had seen before, the smile which he didn't even show when he graduated from military, the smile which he never made when he was with his parants, the smile which he had forget how to make.... but today, even Elara's words were about the harsh reality, even she was saying something he can never imagine to be true he was smiling, like an idiot. he pull her close and hug her. Elara's eyes widin in the sudden surprising action from him. she had never expected him to do that, but as he burry his face in the crock of her neck, and the way he had cling into her, she realized that he don't care about anything, he don't mind these things it all. for him, he just wants her, and her only. "I am selfish Elara" he whisper, his voice muffled against her soft neck. ********** ********** "I can't live without you....." he finally said, finally those words which he had never imagined will say to anyone. She have changed him, she have changed him so much that the words which he used to feel are cringe is now coming from his own mouth. "I can't live without you..... you have teach me how to live Elara, you have give me the life which I had never imagined will look this peacefull..... I don't want to go back again, I don't want to go back to my cruel, selfless, darkest life again.... I want you, I want my light." ______________________________ ______________________________ he can be anything. A son, a prince, but not an husband...... ************************************* (now author here) this is the simple, romantic, revenge and marriage for benefits type of story, oh god! I am already spling the tea already...... anyways..... so if you are interested on dark romance, and on the type of characters which is the book cover then it's just for you, read it, enjoy it, but I warn you FIRST. *****" ATTENTION WARNING HERE!!! this story have so meny disturbing, and violent chapter ahead so if you want to keep your heart beat steady normal, then stay away from this. WARNING OVER ******** Now, first of all, I am an new author here, especially in this app. and I don't know how to engage more viewers or, make my story more popular among all the author great, artist and authors here. and if I try to do something I always end up seeing book here with 1000+ chapter. no seriously who writes 1000,4444+ chapters, and how they get that much time? don't they have any other stories to make? don't they have family or siblings? why they are making that long stories? I am new here I don't know about it. mine won't go that long but seriously? what are these authors doing here? and I am simple words person, I don't put that much difficult words on my story, which I even can't pronounce. but they....... these authors put words like they are from another world, and that long chapter, I think I will still be reading in my grave after my death if I wants to see the end. I don't know who is reading my book, cuz all I am finding in my data is that the all of your stories views are unknown or rather males. so I don't know what do do. i need an help of authors to know how this app work cuz I am new here. and if you are an author please connect with me so we both can improve in our work.

[LitRPG / Isekai / Adventure / Action / Comedy] Inspired by Mushoku Tensei, God of War, Bloodborne, Elden Ring & Warhammer 40k. Zen Hawthorn is a strange fellow, born with a curse that makes everyone questions his sanity. In a cruel twist of fate, he embarks on a journey to avenge his grandfather; further unlocking the mysteries of the world he lives in. Join him, on an action-adventure-romcom journey filled with Demons, Celestials and Cosmic Beings as he narrates from his humble beginning, to the prevention of the Demon King's resurrection and more. Beware of plentiful memes, Easter Eggs and references found within. This story contains Japanese folklores, Norse & Greek mythology along with Elves, Demons, Reptilians, Vikings and Dragons. Have fun reading! Book 1 - Not An Isekai Story (Completed) Book 2 - Not An Isekai Story Unshipped (In Progress) Book 3 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story (Coming Soon) Book 4 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story Unlimited (Coming Soon)

Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.

In an alternate version of Earth where there's only 4 supercontinents on the planet... James Karawei, a boy living in Havok, Ryomania who had mental problems and wanted to "throw the towel in" got into trouble with a powerful and strange organization called "The Syndicate" which led him to make friends as he struggled to fight off their ranks and eventually this led him to awaken his "Divinity", one of the 12 pillars of creation, he will struggle and grow as he tries to find out more about "The Boss" and his strange connection towards him and the "Control" he has over him. ~-----------------------------------~ !WARNING!: This story contains fighting/gore/lore/cringe/breaking the fourth wall/If... you do enjoy it, share it with your friends, i don't like re-telling this story to other parallel universes, you wouldn't understand.... Anyway... Hugs and kisses, YMAM.

How do I know that a goddess wrote that awful harem novel? don't blame me if i give a bad review! Inuzuka Kai thought criticizing a cheesy harem novel was the worst thing he’d do all day—until the goddess who wrote it appears, furious, and traps him inside her cringe-worthy world. Now, he’s forced to live out every cheesy romance trope he can’t stand. Can Kai survive the world’s most over-the-top love story? Or will he end up stuck as the punchline of the worst plot ever created?

After the alarms, sirens and nuclear warnings, Kai wakes up in an empty white room. With no idea what to do, he just waits for anything to happen...hoping something will happen. Only when the voice of...something... breaks him out of the monotonous life of the white room, he realises the problems he will have to face just to survive. Note - First few chapters are slow, monotonous and downright terrible, I mean, just going back and looking at chapter three has me cringing. My writing gets better as the story goes on, but it still has a few info dumps. The first few chapter are the shortest by far, like chapter 30 is the same length as 1, 2 and part of ch 3 combined. Honestly, you can just skim the first five and then maybe read it a little more in depth. Thanks, and please, go easy on the first chapters, I already hate them. Schedule is new chapter every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday.

Felix Ariel, a typical Floridian, found himself transported to a mysterious kingdom in another world. However, a misunderstanding led to Felix accidentally killing the king, resulting in his untimely demise. Following this tragic event, Felix's spirit encountered a mysterious being who identified as Felix's ancestor. This entity claimed that Felix had been cursed by an unknown individual. For Felix's safety, the ancestor bestowed upon him a system for self-defense. Upon returning to Earth, Felix realized that he would be transmigrated to the alternate world at noon due to the lingering curse. To prepare for this unexpected transmigration, Felix relied on the system, which required him to gather oil and gold to enhance his abilities. Thus began Felix's quest in the other world. With his system, he brought firearms and an ambition to spread liberty... for prosperity and freedom. ... Author's note: I got burnt out after trying to write a serious, action-packed story. So, I guess I'll return to what I do best: writing a stupid comedy novel. Again, this is a satire story. Expect memes and stereotypes. Don't take anything seriously. Lastly, this story takes place after Florida Man's General Store in Cultivation World. The MC is Leo's descendant. You don't need to read the previous novel to understand this story, but those who have will enjoy some easter eggs.

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**Blurb:** In the heart of Little Italy, chaos reigns as Tommy Russo and Clara Voss take on the infamous Vitale crime family. With the rise of a mysterious figure known as The Bonesman—a relentless killing machine born from the ashes of The Collector—Tommy and Clara must navigate a surreal battleground of memes, madness, and mayhem. Armed with humor and fierce determination, they plunge into an explosive showdown that will change the city forever. Will they reclaim their streets, or will the darkness consume them? Join the wild ride through a world where every bullet fired is a brushstroke on the canvas of chaos, and laughter is the only weapon they have left! Written and Created by JARROD A. FREEMAN **#LittleItaly #TheBonesman #ChaosAndMemes #ActionAdventure #CrimeThriller #SurrealMoments #ViralShowdown #FightingForJustice #DareToLaugh #UrbanLegend #jarrodafreeman

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life. DISCLAIMER: I am neither the author nor translator of the story. Please support author on official site. Translation credit: Eatapplepies

“It all started in a Contract Marriage but will they still be able to hold onto that until the very end?” Anne Alexandria Chloe Ramirez. She is the only daughter of the famous business tycoon, Alexis Ramirez and artist, Christine Santillan-Ramirez. Chloe lives like a princess who can get whatever she wants. Well, that’s what she always thought not until her parents decides to marry her to someone that she didn’t even knew and what’s worse, she can’t even tell her parents about her secret boyfriend living in Japan! Dylan Ethaniel La Flair. The first born son in his family. He inherited his family’s business at an early age because of an incident that happened in his family that result the company facing a big crisis and in order for him to save it is for him to marry his best friend’s sister? What will happen if these two people meet? Will their relationship sticks on what's written in the contract? Or will their feelings towards each other will blossom and becomes a Love that they will Cherish forever? Photo Credits to the rightful owner. ======================================================================== Plagiarism is the "wrongful appropriation" and "stealing and publication" of another author's "language, thoughts, ideas, or expressions" and the representation of them as one's own original work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ======================================================================== Copyright 2019 by SyusurieFujino (Yana) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the author's consent, except where permitted by law.

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What happens when modernization meets cultivation? It’s more than just a cultivator picking up a gun. Imagine storage rings and beast contracts being transformed into modern devices, letting anyone capture and tame monsters. What if alchemy evolved to mass-produce pills? Now, add vampires and other mythical races into the mix, and the possibilities are endless. In this fun story, we follow two main characters: Alex is a wealthy second-generation kid from the modern world, an "awakener" who spends his days as a big spender in online games and reading novels on his phone. In the novel community, he’s famous for throwing money around, known as a loyal, rich reader. His ordinary life gets turned upside down when he’s thrown into a new world filled with cultivation and magic. MinYue is a brilliant cultivator, a graceful beauty with incredible talent, and the shining hope of her family to reach new heights. Her disciplined, focused life is the complete opposite of Alex’s carefree lifestyle, but destiny has other plans for them. Through a twist of fate, their lives intertwine when a mysterious system binds them together, assigning them the mission to revive the vampire race. Even with their totally different backgrounds, Alex and MinYue must find a way to work together, blending their unique skills and views on the world. Join them on their journey as they become the strongest duo, rising to claim their throne as Vampire Progenitors in a world where modernization and cultivation collide!

What is a city boy to do when he wakes up in a white room with nothing and no one in it? All that greets him is a blue screen flashing with one word. "Welcome" In this story of wise cracks and wide spread murdering, Drake is forced to face old traumas and find his way in the new world of a merged planet forced by the system. He will find enemies and allies aplenty. Even some he would have never expected. His decisions will shape the future of his planet and journey in this new wild landscape that the system has brought. With God and Anime on his side- Oh and some spotty game knowledge- he must forge his own path. But first. He needs to get through this damned tutorial in one piece, and figure out how his damned spell works. New Chapters are posted Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 6 PM EST. -------- Cover Art is done by my wonderful friend Caneera you can find her at https://caneera.carrd.co/ for all types of commissions. This is a story I've decided to write because my endless fantasies of chuunibyou like proportions could not stay in my head any longer. I've just wanted to make a story I can make some cringe jokes in and this is the result. I really do hope people will enjoy it as I really do enjoy writing it, and will keep writing it. If you can catch some of the references I would love to hear it. Love and Peace! Just not in this story. If you would like to read ahead, you can find my patreon at the end of any of the chapters! At patreon com/Arthur_Inverse You can also find the story on scribblehub and RoyalRoad if you wish, it will stay as up-to-date as webnovel. I would like to also mention that, this is essentially unedited work for now. More edited versions are on scribblehub. Discord: https://discord.com/invite/jJw54jd2GX

His lucid green-blue eyes refused to look away from the alluring sight before, feeling a certain stir in his lower insides as his instincts fully triggered. The air around was tainted with the provocating yet intoxicating scent that filled his sensitive nostrils, watching the bright red liquid slowly sip out of the broken skin on her shoulder. He gulped. Gingerly shifting his gaze to the pair of brown doe orbs, Leviathan immediately noticed the hint of mirth in her eyes. Kamyla grinned, "Are you really so desperate to taste it?" Leviathan didn't respond, struggling to resist the strong temptation of the woman lying underneath him; not to mention her lascivious features protruding from her barely clothed body. His fingers dug deeper into the sheet on both sides of her head. He grinned, "How cheap do you think I am?" "Then do it", her eyes glittered with mischief. "Taste it". Leviathan clenched his jaws, preventing his eyes from wandering back to her corrupting blood. Kamyla then let out a chuckle, raising her hand to cover her bleeding injury. His eyes slitted. "Levi..." The severally disapproved nickname rolled off her tongue, causing him to cringe in annoyance. "If you really want my blood so badly..." She slowly wiped the blood on her thumb, bringing it to her lips to lick it off. Leviathan bit his lower lip. "Then you'll have to earn it". • • • In the year 1503, One of the most powerful Empires in central west Africa, the Sah' Jangi Empire, began to experience strange unexplainable disappearances of their citizens in various kingdoms. To solve the mystery affecting their society, the Royal family alongside the chief priest, decided to summon an ancient demigod to come to their aid — only to accidentally summon a foreign demon god — one with strange pale skin colour different from theirs, but possessed with unimaginable powers enough to help them in their plight. But unknown to them, the arrival of the odd-looking demon prince brings nothing but calamity as dark secrets and lies buried deep in their empire history are brought into the light; causing great changes to all the lands and its people. Especially after he crossing paths with the strongest female warrior of the capital. Kamyla Odjafah. Tags: BWWM. Son of hell. African mythology. Black female lead. War. devilson. African historical fiction. Demons. African fantasy fiction. Ghouls. Witches. Giants. Spirits. Power Couple.

Just more old journal entries of mine, but this time things are a bit more...weighty? Complicated? These journals were written 12 years after those of Volume 1! Let us cringe a little more. Maybe a little less? Looking back now, I wasn't that naive...was I? *Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

A Note from Barnaby Twiddlepot Dear Reader, Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Barnaby Twiddlepot—inventor, dreamer, and, some might say, the architect of one of the most infamous culinary catastrophes in history: The Great Spaghetti Incident. It is a tale as tangled and twisted as the spaghetti it spawned, and I feel both duty-bound and curiously delighted to tell you my side of the story. This book is not merely an account of the absurd events that unfolded in Flipsville that fateful summer. No, it is a testament to ambition gone awry, to the sheer unpredictability of invention, and to the fragile boundary between genius and madness. What began as an innocent attempt to revolutionize dinner parties ended with an entire town engulfed in a wave of pasta-shaped pandemonium. Through these pages, you will witness my humble beginnings, the birth of the Spaghettifier, and the escalating chaos that turned my quaint little backyard laboratory into ground zero for an unprecedented incident. You will laugh, you will cringe, and perhaps you will even find yourself questioning your next plate of spaghetti. This is not merely my story. It is the story of a town, a machine, and a series of events that would forever etch the name Flipsville into the annals of culinary history. I have done my best to recount the events faithfully, but let me assure you, the truth is stranger than any fiction I could ever concoct. So, prepare yourself, dear reader, for a journey into the absurd. As you turn these pages, remember: no noodle is ever just a noodle, and sometimes, the simplest ideas can spiral completely out of control. Bon appétit... and good luck. Yours in tangled ambition, Barnaby Twiddlepot Inventor, accidental calamity maker, and reluctant chronicler of the Great Spaghetti Incident.

Daniel thought he had it all figured out—the cold, the heat, the monsters. In his last life, he survived until the bitter end of a world gone mad, only to die betrayed by the people closest to him. His girlfriend. His cousin. A final knife to the heart... and a promise. If he got another chance, he’d never waste it on anyone again. Now, Daniel wakes up one month before the apocalypse begins. The world will soon plunge into three brutal periods: The Great Cold: A frozen wasteland that devours the unprepared.The Great Heat: Temperatures high enough to boil water under a blood-red moon.The Great Evolution: Civilization crumbles as mutated monsters rise, and superpowers awaken in the hands of a dangerous few. Armed with his inventory power—a limitless storage space—and knowledge of the future, Daniel is ready to hoard supplies, lock himself behind reinforced walls, and trust no one. Survival is the only goal. That’s the plan, at least, until the universe laughs in his face and gives him a system that can awaken superpowers. Just not for him. Only for others. Strong, dangerous, and often unhinged people will flock to him, drawn by something they don’t understand. And the catch? Those powers only unlock if Daniel sleeps with them. There's just one problem.  Daniel's pretty sick of relationships and all that. He'd much rather chill in his big ass mansion as the world turns to shit three times over.

Edward Harding was supposed to be nothing more than a mob character for an otome game known as Doki Doki Magical Love! (*Author cringing SFX*), but due to an accident, he started having headaches that unwillingly gave him weird and mysterious knowledge, that he couldn't comprehend at all. With that more than often useless knowledge in hand, lack of sleep, and good ol' ad-libbing, he would go on to accidentally mess with the game's story and its pacing. The concept is self-explanatory, and I don't think anything else needs to be said about it. It was already published on Wattpad, mostly because I didn't know how many chapters I would end up writing, and now that it's past the 10 chapters mark, I'll be publishing here from now on as well.

It was a devastating blow - one moment I was the proud owner of a small digital fortune, 8,000 Bitcoin that I had painstakingly accumulated over years of savvy investing and cautious storage. The next, that entire life-changing sum had vanished without a trace, lost to a cruel twist of fate and my own careless misstep. I had fallen victim to a data breach, leaving me helpless to prevent the thieves from making off with my entire cryptocurrency holdings. The anguish was palpable, a sinking feeling of hopelessness and despair as I realized the scale of my loss. Thousands upon thousands of hard-earned Bitcoins, now in the hands of faceless criminals, beyond my reach. But I refused to give in to despair. Determined to recover what was rightfully mine, I sought out the services of Cyber Constable Intelligence, a specialized team of blockchain forensics experts renowned for their ability to track down and reclaim stolen digital assets. Through their meticulous investigative work, leveraging the transparency of the Bitcoin ledger and their deep technical expertise, they were able to painstakingly trace the movement of my stolen funds, identifying the wallet addresses the thieves had used to launder the cryptocurrency. With this critical intelligence in hand, Cyber Constable Intelligence then coordinated with law enforcement to freeze those illicit accounts, preventing the funds from being moved any further. The final step was a delicate negotiation process, with the recovery team using their connections and influence to compel the thieves to return the stolen Bitcoins - a tense and high-stakes affair, but one that ultimately proved successful. After weeks of anxious waiting, I was overjoyed to have my 8,000 BTC safely returned to my control, a true testament to the skill and determination of the Cyber Constable Intelligence team. It was a harrowing ordeal, but one that reinforced the importance of robust security measures and the remarkable capabilities of specialized firms dedicated to combating cryptocurrency crime and restoring rightful ownership. Losing 8,000 BTC was one of the most stressful events of my life, but thanks to Cyber Constable Intelligence, I was able to reclaim what I thought was lost forever. Their professionalism, technical expertise, and commitment to security made all the difference. If you find yourself in a similar situation, I cannot recommend them highly enough. Cyber Constable Intelligence turned a financial disaster into a remarkable recovery, and I will forever be grateful for their role in securing my assets. CYBER CONSTABLE INTELLIGENCE INFO: Website: w w  w. cyberconstableintelligence.com What Sapp Info: 1. (2. 5. 2. ) 3. 7. 8. 7. 6. 1. 1. Email Info : cyberconstable@coolsite.net

A sequel to the wobnovel, Soul Nite. It all started 2 years ago, a mysterious rock crashed into the earth and then... Dude! Stop yapping, everyone already knows this. Yeah Tom and stop talking like that, it actually sucks. Right, right, ok, So basically after Con got packed up, me and the boys got to chilling but then all of a sudden there where these evil organizations and groups, basically, they're the opps and they're all trying to take us out. But no worries cuz me and the boys goda save the day. Jerry; dude, that last part was cringe. Tom; well, how else was I supposed to end this abstract? Itona; literally any other way. Tom; argh! that's it I'm out. Jerry while leaving the room; Ait. ... Lisa; well, anyway, please enjoy, I guess...

Addux Kaname goes back in history after almost losing a fight with a demon.His life repeats without him knowing it. He becomes one helpless guy. He is beaten to a pulp but he is saved by a cute girl who invites him to her school. It gets More crazy when the girl discloses that she was just after the amulet he was wearing inorder to revive a powerful demon known as Berxly who has the power to free her and other demons from the reign of Destroyer. Addux gets caught up in the mix and becomes a vessel for demon Berxly