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Seven years ago, the Kingdom of Songrin burned. Once a marvel of mechanical brilliance, ruled by the fierce and fair Mechans Aiden and Moira, Songrin fell into ruin when their throne was seized in a brutal coup. On the night of their assassination, their only daughter, Princess Zora, was critically wounded. Refusing to let her die with them, her parents sealed her inside an underground bunker, entrusting her broken body to their most loyal and brilliant Mechan—a master cyborg constructor bound by oath and circuitry. They didn’t just save her life. They rewired it. Now, Zora awakens from a regeneratory sleep meant to last twenty years—but something has triggered her return too soon. Half human, half machine, with no memory beyond her last scream, she emerges into a kingdom twisted by corruption, cruelty, and the reign of the man who destroyed her family: Horam. Haunted by the dream of her parents’ torture and the chilling words of the man who wanted to make her his slave-bride, Zora opens her eyes in the darkness. Her body may be repaired, but her heart is broken—and her fury is just beginning. As questions flood her waking mind, the Top Mechan reveals the truth: it's been seven years since the fall of Songrin. The world she knew is gone. But her destiny is not. Zora must navigate a realm ruled by violent duels, iron laws, and bleeding circuits. She must uncover what became of her mother, and reclaim her right to rule—but first, she must become more than a girl who once dreamed of vengeance. She must become a weapon. The revolution begins when she wakes. Hi Lovely readers. I really hope you'll enjoy this book and be a part of its growth by reading and engaging with me through comments. It's my first book and I'm thrilled to share it with you all.

In this post apocalyptic world full of death, danger, and disasters, humanity has been forced to live in large walled off citadels. In the face of overwhelming power, and calamities only the "Pathseekers", those that have been granted a "Path" are to able learn supernatural powers to protect humanity. Liam Mason found himself reincarnated as Lucian Vanarik in a small mining town in the Lotus Citadel, called Backridge as an orphan. Life as an orphan is already a fight for survival. But Lucian believed that although hard, life is at least peaceful. That is until he got entangled in the dangerous world of Pathseekers.

Instead of cursing out his life, he chose to file it under 'accepted.' --- Alternative: Civil Servant of the Cheonma Discord: https://discord.gg/RXCj5fcp3U

Death is not death This is what came to my mind when I woke up at that moment to this new life. In a fragile world, values crumble before a curse with no name… except “Nothing.” An unknown sin born within certain humans, devouring them in silence, announcing their end before they ever begin. Maithen, a boy from the depths of poverty, is one of the marked… known only as “the Phantoms.” His life was a margin in an unwritten book, until the signs began to burn through him: Cold bleeding, dark dreams, and screams no one else could hear. Then… death. But death was not the end. He awoke in a land without time, without sun, without meaning… known only as The Black Land. A realm torn between reality and illusion, inhabited by broken souls and beasts called “Chaos”— creatures born of human sins… reborn in flesh and ruin. In this world, there is no law but survival, and no survival without power. And in the midst of the dark, Maithen’s true phantom awakened— the very force that once consumed him… now became his weapon. A power beyond understanding, shattering logic and dissolving weakness… but it comes at a price. Along his path, he will meet those who were once human, now something else. Some flee. Some rule. Some seek an exit that may not exist. And the question that haunts him like a shadow: Is the curse within him… or is he the curse?

Forget the quirky nose! Need a heartfelt note, steamy text, or a grand apology that will make your partner overlook that awkward pause when you asked, "Does this outfit suit me?" Well, Emily has just the solution. But when her most frequent client, the irresistibly charming (or perhaps just charmingly irritating?) Jack Carter approaches her with a unique request, Emily soon realizes that three little words can lead to one big mess. Jack isn’t looking for help to woo another model this time; he wants Emily's expertise to rekindle a romance with his high school sweetheart (aka, his one true love) – and he’s willing to pay handsomely for her help. Add to the mix a summer getaway to the stunning Blue Ridge Mountains, where the vibes are reminiscent of ‘Dirty Dancing’ mixed with flirty banter, and this matchmaker finds herself in over her head – and unexpectedly smitten with the last person she anticipated. Can Emily craft the perfect words to navigate her own feelings? Or will this love story take a disastrous turn?

Ray was a shut-in NEET, a master of eroge, and a legend in the dark arts of one-handed gaming. No friends. No job. No life. Just endless nights of pixelated pleasure… until the day he died mid-fap to his favorite elf MILF route. But fate wasn’t done with him yet. Ray wakes up butt-naked in front of a very real—and very busty—goddess, who offers him a second chance: reincarnate into the fantasy world of his favorite eroge… with one mission. "Save the world." What does that mean exactly? No one tells him. All Ray knows is this new world runs on lewd logic, lust-fueled leveling, and horny heroines who can't keep their hands off him. And if his surprisingly talented lower half and mysterious skill tree have anything to say about it, he’s gonna "save" the world one moan, thrust, and full-body EXP session at a time. Warning: This is a degenerate fantasy full of naughty skill trees, sexy warriors, unholy adventures, and a protagonist who thinks with the wrong head (and somehow succeeds). Expect NSFW hijinks, harem chaos, and a man living the dream your mom warned you about. Tags: Degenerate Protagonist, MILFs, Interracial / Interspecies, Netori, Reverse Gangbang, etc

A girl spending her time in the pages of her lost beloved books.

“Starting from here is where you will create Civilization”. It was the first sentence heard by over a million different players. A new VR game is released in a more advanced world than ours. A game where the objective is to start from nothing and make something with your own hands much like our ancestors. Build a village, build a city, build a kingdom, forge friendships and keep your friends close. Make weapons and grow stronger. What will our protagonist do in this world? And will the real world affect him in any way? The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. Discord https://discord.gg/E7GXc456Kk There isn't much here at the moment will slowly grow it :) please be patient ^_^

When university student Theo Ramirez has a chance run-in with Officer Mara Delaney, a solitary and sharp-witted policewoman with a past she keeps tightly guarded, neither expects the encounter to spark an unlikely, age-gap friendship that reshapes both their lives. Set against the backdrop of a tense campus protest, institutional scrutiny, and public misinterpretation, Parallel Lines explores the fragile space between trust and assumption, intimacy and visibility. As Theo navigates accusations, alienation, and the weight of being “too close” to someone like Mara, the two form a bond that defies categorization—one forged not by romance, but by mutual recognition in a world that prefers simpler narratives. When whispers swell into hearings and headlines, both must decide how much they’re willing to risk to remain part of each other’s lives. Spanning years, careers, and quiet acts of devotion, Parallel Lines is a story about the quiet heroism of platonic love, the resilience of chosen connection, and what it means to stand beside someone—especially when the world tells you not to.

When civilization collapsed, the sky turned red. From the ashes, seven crystals emerged—mysterious, sentient, and dangerously powerful. Cludge was just a thief in the ruins. But after one encounter with Noxon, the Crystal of Erasure, he became the target of the most secretive faction in the wastelands: the Exo-Cult. Hunted. Haunted. Forgotten by time itself. As the line between man and myth begins to blur, Cludge must confront more than just death: he must face the truth of who he is, what his family hid, and why a woman named Izmerin keeps appearing in his path. The war is not between factions. It is between memory... and oblivion

The world, is that there is Magic that comes from witches and Wizards. Witches and wizards give a child magic to control like nature once more and more Magic comes from all children to grow up to be magical warriors while others are born without the Magic, call Magicless. Once people who can use Magic will use make adveture and travel across the country. But as soon as some stronger and more powerful Magic become royal and nobles while magic with weak and subtle Magic will become look like a farm or a commoner. The Magicless will be treated like dolls and abused, they all suffer and lose hope to live. But it soon changed when a Magicless stood up and rebelled against the people using Magic, soon he and followers soon formed a stronger Magicless, Jinrui no kakumeigo. (Revolution of Humanity)

The entire planet was dragged into a mysterious space known as the "Civilization Trial," with various apocalyptic trials following one after another. The crisis began with a parasitic threat, parasitic monsters silently replacing humans, and no one knew whether their relatives, friends, or comrades-in-arms had been masquerading as monsters. As everyone was steeped in deep fear, Shen Hao stared blankly at something extra that appeared before him. [Civilization Trial Cheats Collection] Begin with a mandatory draw of a Red Mythical Talent, friend-or-foe marking map, loot box probability adjustment, points acquisition multiplied by a hundred... Monster: "Run! This civilization is cheating!!!"

Life is NOT a book, right? Well, Elliot’s starting to think it is. Elliot Lancaster never thought life was anything more than ordinary until the day he died trying to save people from a suicidal bus driver. Why did it have to happen the day he decided to go hiking? But instead of hell or heaven, he wakes up in a new life, one that feels suspiciously like the stories he’s read before. Wealthy family? Check. Rich and 'arrogant' friends? Check. A perfect life if not for the drama and all the annoying people that magically appeared around him? Double check. Conclusion: It seems like he has transmigrated into a novel. Problem: He doesn't know which one! Everything feels way too familiar, but nothing’s quite right. And why does the people around him act somewhat differently now? With every passing day, Elliot feels more and more like he’s missing something. Will he ever know which story he transmigrated into? Maybe or maybe not. --------{Excerpt}------- Adrien: You're acting different. Elliot: Maybe because I lost myself in your eyes. Adrien: Or you just lost it mentally? Elliot:You were supposed to say "You're interesting" after that. Adrien:You're crazy. Elliot: Well, whatever. Come to bed, hot stuff. Adrien: :) ______________________________________ Spoiler⚠️: #unreliablenarrator #tragedyincomedy

Dent is an assassin. A sad, coffee-loving, execution-scheduled, emotionally complex assassin. He has 8 months to live, 70,000 dollars to earn, a genetically questionable identity, a wife who listens to diss tracks about tractors, and coworkers who drop rap battles mid-mission. His boss? A literal “General.” His enemies? Exploding. His mental state? Questionable. As Dent dodges bullets, flips cars, and tries to afford his own survival, he begins to realize that maybe—just maybe—life is more than assassination contracts and bullet holes. It’s also about love, loyalty, and whether or not you can survive Texas while Justin Bieber screams about fire on live TV. Welcome to Right on the Money. Where the world burns, and the coffee’s always hot.

When everyone thinks you're the last Luna, you have two options: become a trophy or decide the rules of the game yourself. Lisa just wanted to work, study, and not answer strange messages at three in the morning. But now five men appear on her doorstep one after the other, each of whom could be the head of his own pack - if not for one "but". - So who will you choose, Lisa? This is an adult hunt, adult stakes - and one girl who, for the first time in her life, chooses not between "who to be", but with whom - to be herself. Five alphas, one Luna, and a city in which you have only one right - to be your pack.

Philosophical thriller (probably won't be very good since it's my first book)

"Don't even think about it," Noah warned, following her gaze. "The game is over, Selena. You lost." The library door opened again, and Vivian walked in, followed by Jade. Both women looked at Selena with cold eyes. "Is there a problem?" Vivian asked smoothly. "Our bride-to-be overheard our little chat," Noah explained. Vivian's face hardened. "How unfortunate. Well, we'll have to move up our timeline." Jade pulled something from her pocket – a small bottle with clear liquid. "No!" Selena cried, raising the paperweight. "Stay back or I'll—" "You'll what?" Vivian stepped forward. "Hit us? Scream? No one will hear you over the music. No one will help you." Selena looked from Vivian to Jade to Noah – three people she had trusted, three people who wanted her dead. She was trapped, alone, surrounded by enemies in her own home. "The champagne is easier," Noah said, almost gently. "Come back to the party. One last toast. One last smile. And then peace." Selena's mind raced. There had to be a way out, a way to escape. But as Noah reached for her, as Jade uncapped the bottle, as Vivian smiled her cruel smile, Selena realized with horror that her perfect night had turned into her worst nightmare – and it might be her last. Betrayed, poisoned, and left for dead, Selena returns with a new identity and a plan for revenge—until a marriage of convenience with a ruthless billionaire complicates everything.

21 century Wall Street financial analyst Victoria Clarke travels to the American South in 1861 in a car accident and becomes the infamous widow Eleanor Van der Lyn-a serpentine woman recorded in history as having been “hanged by the neck on the eve of the inauguration of Abraham Lincoln for treason”. Lincoln on the eve of his inauguration for treason”. She looks in the mirror at her original character's flaming lips and waist, and sneers, “A villain? No, I'll make both the North and South kneel and tremble under my skirt!” Clutching the mysterious diary left behind by the original owner in her left hand (which records the dirty dealings between the Southern aristocrats and the Northern politicians), and carrying the three mysterious “adopted sons” in her right hand (which are actually the artificial war machines in the Southern secret laboratories), Eleanor kicked away Alexander Hawthorne, the plantation owner who tries to control her by marriage, and threw the champagne into her hand, and then kicked her out of the room. Hawthorne, who pours champagne on a slave-state legislator's marriage agreement: “I have only two rules for parenting: teach my children to level slave estates with dynamite, and teach them to turn Northern generals with love letters.” --When the New York Times ridiculed her as a “slut stirring up the war through nepotism,” she took her adopted children to burn cotton fields live and force Lincoln to sign the Early Emancipation Proclamation; when Northern spies kidnapped her children, she backhandedly exposed the gold smuggling chain between General Grant and the Bank of the South, which was featured in the Washington Post. When Northern spies kidnapped her children, she backhandedly exposed the gold smuggling chain between General Grant and the Bank of the South, making headlines in the Washington Post: “Thanks to the arms sent by the enemy, I am now the first female arms dealer and interim Secretary of State of the United States of America.

I’m not some sweet little girl who died and got reborn just to chase a prince. No. I lived my whole life in the shadows. Hurt. Forgotten. Used. But not anymore. I made a promise to myself—I’d make them pay. Every single one of them. This is my story of revenge. But in the end… did I go too far? Was it justice—or just selfishness dressed up as rage? I wanted revenge. What I found… was something else. {Hello everyone, this is based on some previous real life history that really caught my attention and I just had to write it down, I hope you all will like it and I would appreciate your support.}

Facts about the story--STORY ABOUT MY IMAGINATION

When college student Heather returns to her childhood sanctuary—her aunt's house—she never expects to find herself caught in a whirlwind of emotions. Tasked with caring for her aunt's newborn, she's transported back to the summers of her youth, where laughter and secrets filled the halls. But what she didn't anticipate was the rekindling of an old flame: her childhood best friend, now a renowned singer. As Heather and her childhood confidant navigate the complexities of adulthood, their undeniable chemistry simmers beneath the surface. Yet, fate has other plans. A new suitor captures Heather's heart, leading her into a relationship that feels right but lacks the spark of true connection. When circumstances tear Heather and her childhood friend apart, misunderstandings and heartache follow. Years pass, and destiny reunites them at a wedding. But the joy of reunion turns to shock when Rhys discovers Heather harbors a secret: amnesia has stolen her memories, replacing them with a life he never imagined. Engaged to another, with children of her own, Heather seems lost to him forever. As they confront the painful truths of their past and the bittersweet reality of their present, Heather and Rhys must decide if love can transcend the boundaries of time, memory, and circumstance. Will they reclaim what was lost, or will they be forever bound by the threads of fate?

Why people keep calling me weak? I'm not that weak, right?