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In a world teetering on the edge of oblivion, the Black Maw has become more than a whispered legend—it is a trial that grants power at an unfathomable cost. When the sky cracked and the forgotten world began to awaken, humanity found itself caught in the grip of forces beyond comprehension. Those who survive the Maw’s trials return irrevocably changed, marked by power and burdened by the weight of their choices. Kael was not a hero. He was selfish, ruthless, and driven only by his own survival. But when he enters the Maw seeking strength, he is forced to confront something even more terrifying than the horrors lurking in the ruins: himself. In a place where morality is measured in sacrifice, Kael meets someone who forces him to question everything. When the trial reaches its crescendo, he makes a decision that no one before him ever has—killing one to save another, only to die himself in the ultimate act of selflessness. But death is not the end. Resurrected with both the greatest reward for good and the darkest power granted to the wicked, Kael emerges into a world that can no longer perceive him in absolutes. To some, he is a savior, a beacon of hope against the encroaching nightmare. To others, he is a monster whose existence threatens to unravel the fragile balance between the survivors and the unknown forces stirring in the dark. His power is bound to perception—he can only heal those who believe in his goodness, only destroy those who see him as evil. Yet even this ability is a double-edged sword, for he may shift perception at a cost that eats away at his body, mind, and soul. As war brews between those who thrived in the Maw through cruelty and the few who emerged through sacrifice, Kael stands at the precipice of a conflict that will determine the fate of both humanity and the world that seeks to reclaim its forgotten dominion. The remnants of the past whisper warnings in the ruins, and a hidden enemy—one who first awakened in the Maw’s depths—watches his every move. Haunted by his choices, hunted by those who fear or worship him, Kael must carve his own path between ash and shadow. Will he become the hero the world desperately needs, or will he be consumed by the very darkness he once embraced?

In a world where strength determines everything, Kael Draven was once a feared ruler, betrayed and cast into the abyss. But death was never meant for him. Reborn in a twisted reality where the weak are devoured, he rises again—crueler, stronger, and more egotistical than ever. With an insatiable hunger for power and vengeance, he will carve his own empire, not as a hero, but as a tyrant feared by gods and monsters alike.

For centuries, witches and vampires have been bound by a blood-soaked feud, each side sworn to destroy the other. But when Selene Moreau, a powerful witch from an exiled bloodline, is captured by the ruthless vampire king, Damien Valcourt, their fates become entwined in a way neither could have foreseen. Selene is no ordinary witch—her magic is rumored to be the key to breaking an ancient curse that weakens Damien’s kind. Instead of killing her, he offers her a dangerous deal: if she helps him unravel the spell that keeps vampires bound to the darkness, he will spare her coven. But as Selene spends time within the vampire court, she begins to realize that everything she’s been taught about their kind is a lie. Worse still, she finds herself drawn to Damien—his cold cruelty masking a tragic past, his touch igniting a forbidden fire within her. As enemies plot against them from the shadows and the fragile peace between their worlds begins to crack, Selene and Damien must decide: betray their people for love, or destroy each other before destiny does it for them.

In a world where magic dictates destiny, your worth is determined by two things—Talent and Bloodline. Asvorn has neither. Branded as worthless from birth, he was abandoned by his parents and cast out of his village, left to survive on scraps and endure a life of scorn. For twenty-two years, he lived on the outskirts of society, invisible, unloved. But when starvation and despair push him to his limit, he makes a choice—to leave his wretched life behind and seek a future in the capital of Vaelthorin. Armed with nothing but sheer will and a makeshift weapon, he embarks on a journey riddled with danger, where even the weakest creatures could end his life. Yet, beneath his frail exterior, something stirs—something unseen, something forgotten. Is he truly worthless? Or is there more to his fate than what the world has decided for him? Asvorn’s journey has begun, and with it, the first embers of a fire long thought dead.

"Some betrayals can be forgiven. This one cannot." Lukas was a ghost. Buried. Forgotten. Erased. Until now. Serena Hawthorne built her life on a lie-one that kept her safe, powerful, untouchable. But the past has sharp edges, and when it returns, it doesn't knock. It tears through the walls, leaving no escape. Because Lukas is back. He doesn't want apologies. He doesn't want suffering. He wants control. And he will take it. What begins as a calculated game of vengeance soon turns into something far more dangerous. Hate tastes like desire. Obsession feels like fate. Every touch, every whispered command, every cruel smirk pulls her deeper into the trap-until she can't tell if she's lost in him or if she wants to be. But Lukas isn't here for pleasure. He's here to destroy her. And when he's finished, there will be nothing left. No mercy. No escape. Nothing but ashes.

Harsh, a modern-day science student, is thrown into the era after the Mauryan Empire’s fall when an experiment with quantum fields goes wrong. Born as a minor noble, he faces a world bound by rigid traditions, religious conflicts, and a caste system so ingrained that the oppressed see rebellion as immoral. His modern ideals meet constant resistance, not just from the elite but also from those he wishes to help. As internal and external threats push the empire toward chaos, Harsh must decide—will he change history, or will it change him?

The waves ripple around me, calling me in a whisper, Into the deepest part of the ocean. As I walk on the soft sand, the water sweeps over my feet, surrounding where I stand, giving me the sweetest sensation. Oh ocean, why do I feel so attracted to you? Why do I feel the tickling of your whispers? As it causes cold shivers down my spine. I could hear your gentle lullaby, It roars like a lion, yet so steady and honest Just like a refined diamond. Oh, sea, why do you call my name in a whisper? Caressing waves upon the shore, Once again you beckon me. Why do you show yourself at my doorstep? Why do I feel your presence everywhere I go? Why do you call me so desperately? I want to know, cause when the sea calls? Who will answer?

New novel "Tremble, Universe's Great Beings" is currently being serialized~ Overnight, a beautiful culinary goddess turned into the despised Little Disaster Star A rundown house with three rooms, a disabled father, a weak mother, and two skinny younger sisters to take care of What?! Her mother gave birth to three daughters just because she was hard on her brothers' lives? Her father fell off the roof and has been bedridden for half a year, just because she was playing with mud nearby? She calls her grandparents once, and instantly one falls ill and the other has an accident; even the beloved sons of her Uncle's family choke on their food because that day happens to be her birthday Humph! Uncle might tolerate it, but Aunt cannot! If I don't show my power, will they all treat me like Garfield the cat?! They think for five taels of silver, they can sell me to a sick weakling for good luck? Fine, since I'm the Little Disaster Star, let's turn your house into a disaster zone! They want to sell her sister into a wealthy household to become a slave or maidservant? She shouts, grabs a cleaver, fights the demons she meets, and slays the ghosts she encounters. From then onwards, her reputation as a wild shrew spreads throughout the village So be it if I'm wild. For the sake of loved ones, I gladly become the wild Kitchen Lady. With my superb cooking skills, I open a restaurant, become a top chef, develop new recipes, capture the hearts of food lovers, and even come up with new ways to make a big fortune, leading my whole family to wealth and a better standard of living! As for those shameless relatives licking their faces and coming back to recognize kinship, she gives a sweet smile, waves them farewell: Have a good trip. The disownment paper is already framed and hanging on the wall! As for men, well, even my little sister knows: Being handsome can't fill your stomach. A man who earns money, spoils his wife, and follows the three obediences and four virtues is a top-quality brother-in-law. Serious statement: This article is purely fictional. Please do not imitate any plots, behaviors, actions, etc. Cherish your life and live well~

"From Ash to Aetherblade": Ackah Emile lives in the sprawling city of Veridia, a place where the gap between the awakened Hunters and the powerless unawakened is a chasm. Struggling to support his mother, Abelema, and younger sister, Aya, after the death of his father, Ackah faces a daily battle against poverty and despair. The world beyond Veridia is a dangerous place, swarming with monsters, labyrinths, and dimensional rifts, where only the strong survive. When a sudden, violent awakening transforms Ackah into a "Sword Ascendant," he is granted the power to wield a blade of pure aetheric energy and transcend the limits of mortal swordsmanship. This newfound power offers a chance to escape his desperate circumstances, but it also thrusts him into a world of cutthroat guilds, powerful nations, and ancient threats. Ackah must learn to master his abilities, navigating the treacherous political landscape of the twenty superpower countries, each vying for dominance. He faces monstrous hordes, battles corrupt guild leaders, and confronts the ever-present threat of void invasions. Along the way, he forms alliances with other Hunters, uncovers ancient secrets, and faces moral dilemmas that test his resolve. As Ackah rises from the ashes of his past, he amasses wealth and power, establishing his own guild, the "Rift Walkers," and forging a legend that will echo through the ages. "From Ash to Aetherblade" is a tale of action, adventure, and the transformative power of will, where a young man, armed with a blade of pure energy, carves his own destiny in a world teetering on the brink of chaos.

In a world where the strong reign and the weak are left behind, Riven is nothing more than an afterthought—a boy overshadowed by his powerful allies, mocked for his insignificance. Yet, beneath his seemingly ordinary exterior lies a strength he dares not unleash. When a devastating battle sends him plummeting into a forbidden land where no one survives, his allies mourn his death, believing their weakest link is gone forever. But Riven’s fall is only the beginning. Rescued by a mysterious figure, he endures a year of relentless training, forced to confront the truth about himself, his power, and the unseen forces shaping his destiny. Now, when his friends stand on the brink of destruction, Riven returns—not as the weakling they once knew, but as a force beyond their comprehension. The world will soon learn that the boy they overlooked is the one who will burn through the shadows and reshape their fate. But will his newfound strength be enough to stand against the unseen forces pulling the strings from the dark? The battle for survival has begun. And in the end, only ashes will remain.

Gods, it was boiling in this useless excuse for a kingdom. Or maybe it felt that way because Celaena Sardothien had been lounging on the lip of the terra-cotta roof since midmorning, an arm flung over her eyes, slowly baking in the sun like the loaves of flat-bread the city’s poorest citizens left on their windowsills because they couldn’t afford brick ovens. And gods, she was sick of flatbread—teggya, they called it.

A cursed soul trapped on a battlefield seraching for the sun. Rumors has it that a demon in a black armor appeared on the field, many stated than even if you killed it, he came back to haunt you until your last breath. You may not remember it, but your soul was doomed from the beginning if you crossed path with him in another life. If you crossed path with me.

In a world where power dictates status, Toshi Igasaki is just another face in the crowd—silent, unnoticed, and uninterested in the world around him. Drifting through life with no attachments, he moves from place to place, avoiding attention. But fate has other plans. A mysterious past lingers just beyond his reach, and the world around him begins to shift in ways he can't ignore. As whispers of legends and unseen forces stir, Toshi finds himself walking a path he never intended to take. Some things are meant to stay forgotten. But the past has a way of catching up. Warning: This story contains graphic violence, gore, dark themes, and disturbing imagery. Reader discretion is advised. If you are sensitive to such content, please proceed with caution.

In the nation of Avrael, power is both a blessing and a curse. Sixteen-year-old Ayato Daath, a poor orphan, had always hoped to live unnoticed in the shadows of the city. But when he is forced to undergo The Rite of Manifestation, the ritual that determines one’s magical potential, his worst fear comes true—he is an Elite. Now torn from the only life he’s ever known, Ayato is thrust into a brutal world of magic, bloodshed, and treacherous politics. In a society where the strong prey on the weak, where rival factions scheme in the dark, and where a single misstep could mean death, Ayato must quickly learn one thing—adapt, or perish. And one thing Ayato already knows is that in Avrael, only the ruthless survive.

He was born a stain in the werewolf code, a phantom in human society. He learned the rules of survival in the rust-stench of junkyards. When three women reached into the abyss to save him: One with ink-stained hands, offering a dagger of salvation; One with a serpent’s silver bracelet, gripping a bloodied scepter; The last with ballerina gauze, hiding a poison-dipped rose. He paid in scars to understand: The cages woven from gold by humans, the thrones forged from bloodlines by wolves—they were all the same prison. When the crimson moon rises, the new king must choose: Let three loves become claws to tear the world apart, Or shatter his pride to forge a path never seen— A third road between species.

This story revolves around a girl named Lilly who has been betrayed by her family, her best friend and her fiancé, Rayan for many years now. Even after years, things have not turned better for Lilly who was kidnapped by a stranger, Aaron after her family was thrown out of their position by her grandfather. Aaron may be a good person in front of society, a gentleman, a billionaire but reality is far from what they say. In reality, Aaron comes from a family that indulges in both the business world and the mafia world. After years of suffering and dying for unknown reasons in one lifetime, Lilly was pulled back in time but this time she decided to use her past life memory and take revenge on people who did wrong to her for years. She decides to go back to college and take back what was rightfully hers. Will Lilly be successful in taking her revenge? and who is Aaron? why did he kidnap her? And most importantly who killed her?

The reclusive Peak Master Fu Ran held onto a simple wish, a fleeting hope that the man of ̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶d̶r̶e̶a̶m̶s̶ his nightmares, would have stayed in his dreams! Since a young age, Fu Ran had been plagued by prophetic visions of his own demise at the hands of a tyrant emperor, but he had managed to keep some semblance of self with a simple fact: dreams couldn't kill you. But what happens when conjured fears become real? When they exist outside sleep? Fu Ran must struggle with learning to deal with an unwanted presence in his day-to-day life as he discovers that there's far more to this tyrant emperor than he first thought.

World Synopsis: The Age of Ash and Rebirth Over a thousand years ago, the world as humanity knew it came to an end. The Cataclysm—an apocalyptic event of unknown origin—fractured the Earth, reshaping continents and awakening forces long thought to be myths. From the depths of the broken world, monstrous creatures, ancient demons, and eldritch beings emerged, threatening to wipe out what remained of civilization. Faced with extinction, humanity was forced to adapt. Some say it was evolution; others believe it was divine intervention or a cosmic curse. Regardless, humans began to manifest extraordinary abilities, wielding fire, lightning, ice, and even stranger forces. These individuals, called Revenants, became the last line of defense against the chaos, using their powers to push back the horrors that had overrun their lands. The Revenants were not born; they were chosen by the very forces that had shattered the world, and their abilities often came at great personal cost. Some gained extraordinary strength or elemental powers, while others were cursed with uncontrollable and dangerous abilities. But all were bound by the same fate: survival in a world that demanded sacrifice. Battles raged for centuries, and through blood, sweat, and sheer will, humanity survived. The Revenants, once revered as saviors, became legends, both feared and admired. Over time, civilization rebuilt itself, no longer the same as before. The shattered lands became sprawling city-continents, massive territories that now serve as hubs of power. Each city is governed not only by political leaders but also by those who wield supernatural abilities, some enforcing order while others pursue their own ambitions. The New Age: Order and Chaos With the monsters and demons driven into the uncharted lands, the world entered an uneasy peace. However, power breeds conflict. Not all who wield abilities fight for justice—some use their strength for personal gain, domination, or revenge. Warring factions, mercenary groups, and crime syndicates emerged, each vying for control in the shadows of civilization. Among these groups, the Revenants are both feared and revered—some see them as protectors, others as agents of chaos. At the heart of this fragile balance, groups like the Beasts of Prey roam the world, operating outside the law, caught between the forces of order and chaos. Some see them as outlaws, others as necessary evils. But in this world, survival depends not just on strength—but on the choices one makes. As the Revenants grow in power, rumors spread of an ancient force stirring beneath the surface. The Cycle of Ash—the world’s endless cycle of destruction and rebirth—may not yet be over. Those who possess the rarest and most dangerous abilities, like Dax, are beginning to experience strange visions, leading them to question whether the Revenants' powers are truly their gift or a curse that binds them to the world's fate.

Betrayed. Exiled. Forgotten. On the eve of his coronation, Prince Alistair Varian Dragos lost everything. His father, the High King, was murdered. His kingdom, once prosperous, fell into the hands of traitors. His people, whom he once swore to protect, were forced into slavery. And he? He was left to rot in a frozen wasteland, buried beneath the corpses of his fallen knights. But fate is not so kind as to let him die. With nothing but his will and the fire of vengeance in his heart, Alistair rises once more. He does not seek mere revenge. He does not dream of reclaiming his lost throne. He will build something greater. A kingdom forged not in the lies of nobles, but in the blood of his enemies. A realm where the strong rise and the weak perish. An empire that will not fall to treachery. They stole his birthright. Now, he will take the world. The game of thrones is over. The age of empires begins.

Eleanor Valmont, an intelligent but overlooked noblewoman, is thrust into the heart of the royal court when she is betrothed to Prince Aldric, heir to the throne of Valeria. However, her marriage is not one of love but of politics—a move orchestrated by powerful noble houses seeking to manipulate the kingdom's future. From the moment she steps into the palace, she realizes she is nothing more than a pawn in a game of power, deception, and betrayal. As Eleanor navigates the treacherous court, she discovers that Aldric harbors deep resentment toward her, his heart belonging to another. Meanwhile, she crosses paths with Prince Julian, the king’s bastard son, an exiled figure with his own ambitions. He warns her that the court is not just a place of luxury but a battlefield where the weak are sacrificed. Determined to survive, Eleanor begins weaving her own web of alliances, using intelligence, charm, and calculated risks to transform herself from an expendable bride into an indispensable force. Her rise to power is not without bloodshed. She exposes treachery within the nobility, orchestrates the downfall of her rivals, and ultimately outmaneuvers those who seek to destroy her. Yet, with power comes difficult choices. As the kingdom teeters on the edge of war, Eleanor must decide: Will she remain a strategist in the shadows, or will she seize the throne for herself? With enemies closing in from all sides, a fragile kingdom at stake, and a forbidden romance threatening to unravel everything, Crown of Ashes is the story of a woman who refuses to be controlled—a queen forged in fire, rising from the ashes of betrayal.

Once, there was light. Once, there were men who believed in gods, who built their kingdoms atop the bones of the fallen and drank deep from the veins of the earth, thinking themselves mighty. But the light is gone now, and the gods have drowned in the black tide of their own deceit. The world is a vast and seething thing, its skies thick with smoke that does not rise from fire but from something deeper, older—something that has been watching, waiting, hungering. The cities stand like mausoleums, their spires reaching desperately for heavens that no longer listen. In the great courts of the nobles, the masked and the damned play at civility, waltzing on floors slick with centuries of betrayal. They are not men anymore, not truly—they are echoes, puppets pulled by unseen strings, twisting their knives in games of power that no longer matter. The kings of death, their crowns rusted and their flesh long decayed, whisper prophecies of endings even they cannot fathom. Beneath the streets, beneath the stone, beneath the very skin of the world, something writhes. The dead do not sleep here, they do not rest—they plot. They whisper in voices like cracking bone, singing hymns of ruin to deities who no longer speak, who have forgotten even their own names. And yet, their will remains, etched into the marrow of creation itself. And then there is him. He has no past, no name worth carving into the annals of history. He is not a hero, nor a villain, nor even a man—he is a force, a wound torn through the fabric of a dying world. He does not rage because he chooses to. He rages because it is all there is left. He has seen the suffering, the endless cycles of deception, of power shifting from one wretched hand to another. He has seen the gods rise and fall, has watched kings build their empires only to drown in their own excess. He does not seek to rule, nor to save—he seeks only to end. But the world is not so kind as to simply burn and be done with it. No, it fights. It writhes. It plots. There are things older than kings, older than gods—things that do not want salvation, do not want balance, but only to exist, to keep the cycle turning, to let the suffering continue because it must. They whisper in the ears of the desperate, promising power, promising escape, promising meaning where there is none. They have no faces, no forms, only presence, seeping into the hearts of men, into the bones of reality itself. And so, the game continues. The nobles lie. The kings rot. The gods stir. The dead plot. And he—he burns. But even fire is not enough to cleanse this world, for the embers do not die. They scatter, carried by winds that have no master, to be caught in the hands of the next fool who thinks they are strong enough to wield them. There is no hope. No salvation. No final mercy. Only the great unraveling, the long decay, the inevitable ruin. And the jester? The jester does not laugh. For what laughter could exist in a world that has already lost? ****

Kieran Valtheris awakens to the stench of blood and the roar of an execution crowd—only to realize that he has been reborn in a body that isn’t his own. Sentenced to death for crimes he never committed, he fights his way to freedom, escaping into the shadows of a city that should not exist. The memories of his past life are fractured, glimpses of a war that already happened—or should have happened. The kingdom he remembers falling still stands. The people he once knew are gone, their legacies erased. Something is deeply, horribly wrong. As Kieran navigates a world both familiar and foreign, whispers follow him, voices of something watching, waiting. With no allies, no power, and an identity that isn’t truly his, he must unravel the truth before history itself collapses around him. Because if he was reborn in the wrong time—what else has been changed?

Daughter of Ash and Night In the vampire-ruled kingdom of Varneth, where humans are little more than pawns in a deadly game of power, Aliana Everan has always been nothing—an unwanted daughter, a shadow in her father’s household, a stain upon his noble name. Born to a concubine and despised by her stepmother, she has spent her life enduring cruelty in silence. But when she is falsely accused of treason and sentenced to death, fate takes a dark turn. Instead of dying, she is bound by blood to the most feared man in the kingdom—Kaelith Veyne, the forsaken prince. The firstborn son of the vampire king, Kaelith should have been heir to the throne. But his mother was a witch—an unforgivable sin in Varneth. Branded as an outcast, he was cast aside in favor of his younger, purer brother. Yet, the magic in his veins makes him more powerful than any royal would dare to admit. Now, fate has tied them together—an unwanted human girl and a cursed prince. Thrown into the treacherous world of vampire politics, Aliana must learn to navigate a court that thrives on deception and bloodlust. As whispers of war stir in the shadows, she soon realizes that being Kaelith’s mate does not mean protection—it means becoming a target. And as enemies close in from all sides, she must answer one question: Is Kaelith her salvation… or her doom? Betrayal. Blood. Power. A love that could bring a kingdom to its knees. This is the story of a girl who was meant to die, and the prince who was never meant to rule.

In a world where the pen is mightier than the sword, Alistair becomes a knight — only to discover that knighthood is about choices, not honor. Sent on his first mission, with Selene, a prodigy with a sharp tongue and sharper instincts, he starts to piece together a past the kingdom attempted to obliterate. The further down they go, the more he realizes — they’re not alone. There are those who watch. Those who remember. As whispers of an ancient power awaken and long-forgotten knights rise again from history’s grave, Alistair must confront the question that has haunted him since the first battle he ever fought: When the moment arrives, will he be able to kill? Or does his hesitation spell doom for them all?

The Weight of Eternity Some men die and are forgotten. Others die and become legends. But what of the man who dies and returns? To the world, his death was a fleeting moment, another spectacle in an empire built on blood and fate. The crowds cheered. His betrayers reveled in their triumph. And the gods, ever silent, did nothing. But he did not stay dead. When Caelum Veyne opened his eyes once more, he found himself staring at a past that should have been lost—a world that had already condemned him. Yet, his hands were unchained. His body was whole. And in his mind, the weight of every wound, every betrayal, every death remained. The world did not change. The same injustices ruled. The same hands that led him to execution reached for him once more. But this time, he would not die a fool. This time, he carried something more powerful than any blade, more dangerous than any noble's decree. Memory. And if the empire thought it could kill him again, it would soon learn: A man who does not fear death is a man who cannot be controlled.

"Zhong Nuannuan, your charges have been withdrawn. The courts have declared you innocent and pronounced you not guilty for murder. You can leave prison now. Your family is waiting for you in the waiting room outside." Zhong Nuannuan was startled. She pushed the female prison guard to the side and ran toward the waiting room. She did not even bother to put on her shoes. If not for the icy feeling she felt at every step of the way reminding her that this was not a dream, Zhong Nuannuan would not have believed that she had resurrected. As she burst through the doors and saw him again, she knew in her heart, that this time she would get it right. This time she would cherish him properly and hopefully, just hopefully, turn her own fate around.

The Duke fell in love with his rival kingdom's princess. Their country had been at war for several years after a long time war finally by the lead of Duke Adrian de Mar from the land Sain Marpheros was able to defeat the kingdom of the land named Rosen Vartesa. The princess of the kingdom Rosalind Si Valley was forced to marry the Duke of the kingdom who defeated her kingdom as a peace treaty from the emperor of both countries, neither of them liked the other so they thought before fate played its game. The duke was the most powerful warrior and the princess was the most beautiful woman in the world called The Rose's Favor" Thousands of men want her and yet he resists her. .....read the story to find out their dark romance of love and hate marriage.