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Across the universe, the only purpose for all mortals is to ascend to godhood. This opportunity is granted by the divine beings who oversee the cosmos. Every five years, all planets throughout the universe are offered the chance to undertake trials of wits to achieve this divine ascension.

In the Ashen Reach, a cursed wasteland of black dunes and ember-storms, Torv “Ash” Kren runs alone, hauling glowing ember-shards in a battered sled. Once a raider, he quit when his crew torched innocence—now he trades magic fuel for water, machete chipped, coat patched, one job from death. An ember-storm cracks his sled—shards spill—when Lysa “Ember” Vey stumbles from the haze, half-dead, clutching a red-hot Core Ember worth a fortune or a grave. Lysa’s an ash-witch—bends shards into fire-blades, hunted by warlord Krax for a 10,000-shard bounty. She offers Torv 2,000 to run her to the Free Drift, rebel camp past the Dune Wall—or leave him dry in the sand. Torv’s gut says ditch her—warlord’s hounds close—but her ember buys time, and his Ash Runner Sense wakes: kills earn miles, power grows. They trek—raiders bleed, storms burn—Torv’s machete sings (+500 miles, Dune Dash), Lysa’s fire cuts deep. Krax’s dogs tear closer—ember-teeth glint—when the Core cracks, whispering: “Free me, claim all.” Truth hits: Lysa’s bounty’s fake—Krax wants the Core that cursed the Reach. Torv’s past crew died for it—he’s bound to the ash. Miles climb (Ash Veil, 1,000)—lungs scar, Lysa’s shard burns her grip. At the Dune Wall, Krax looms—Torv carves, Lysa flares—Core shatters, Reach shakes. Warlord falls—shards rain—but Torv’s ash-coated, Lysa’s bleeding. A new ember glows west—next run calls. Grind, fire, survival—will Torv and Lysa outrun the curse, or burn in it?

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.

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.

The beautiful neighbor he had known for about half a year suddenly asked him if he wanted to be together. Liu Xin'an considered for a brief few seconds before nodding with a smile. But a few days later, she disappeared without a trace. Late, she reappeared on television. Liu Xin'an: So the girlfriend I liked turned out to be a big-time celebrity?

Duncan Abnomar was transmigrated to a magical world. Most of the lands of the world had sunken, and the surviving humans could only live on islands. Due to an unknown reason, the world was also contaminated and strange phenomena and things would randomly appear. Humans had developed steam gear technology, and the islands were connected through boats. They survived by studying strange phenomena that happened all around the world. However, as the captain of a scary-looking ghost ship, Duncan was facing a huge challenge. "How the heck do I steer this ship?" Highly recommended by experienced editor: MC is transmigrated to a world mostly covered in water and far from civilization. He becomes the captain of the ghost ship, the 'Homeloss'. He steers through the fog and adventures through the broken world and the unknown deep sea. As he discovers the ruins of abandoned civilization, he would also stumble into the war between the strange phenomena and the devil gods. The story takes place in a combination of ocean and Chutly mythology world, a new and interesting background. It’s an attractive story to read due to the author’s sense of humor and mastery over the ambiance of the story. --------------- Another-style introduction: "On that day, a thick fog engulfed everything. On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship. On that day, he crossed the dense fog and faced a completely overturned and shattered world – the former order was completely gone, and peculiar phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society. The island city-states and the fleets challenging the sea have become the only lights of civilization left, while the shadows of old days still lurk in the deep sea, waiting to devour this dying world again. But for the new captain, there's only one pressing question – Does anyone know how to sail this damn ship?!"

"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.

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.

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.

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?

What if the world and the whole universe turned out to be just a lab experiment? What if the Creators got frustrated with their creations? What if They decided to abandon the experiment? What if they decided to leave their creations scattered across the universe with just one rule? Andrew Sparrow has to find the answers to these questions and many more if he wishes to survive when the whole universe turns upside down and the only rule is the survival of the fittest.

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.

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? **** Will be posted on Royal Road under the alias Truthbetold.

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 the distant Eldrathis Galaxy, a vast and uncharted frontier teeming with ancient ruins and deadly secrets, humanity is a small fish in an ocean of monsters. But that doesn’t stop treasure hunters like Clara Dravenmoor, a brilliant and reckless archaeologist, and the Safira's crew, from chasing lost relics buried in the void. Her latest mission? Recovering a priceless artifact from the ruins of Zhaaros, a hostile planet plagued by nomadic warlords and nightmarish creatures. But what she finds isn’t just a relic. It’s him. A pale, otherworldly man, locked away for centuries in a high-tech sarcophagus, covered in mystical markings and dripping with an aura of power that defies reality. He looks confused. No memories. No idea why he was trapped there. But he doesn't look angry. He looks eager. Excited to follow Clara in the Safira through the vast and magnificent galaxy.

In a world where Ki is the cornerstone of society, Julian is the youngest son of the powerful Hale family, whose lineage is known for its immense Ki strength. However, Julian is an outcast in his own bloodline. His Ki pool is minimal, and despite years of training, he cannot control itas well as others. While his peers demonstrate remarkable feats of power, Julian struggles with even the simplest of tasks—he can’t enhance his body as others do. In a world where strength equals respect, Julian is seen as weak, useless, and a disappointment to his family. Despite his failings, Julian refuses to give up. He knows the weight of his family’s expectations and the consequences of his weakness, but he is determined to carve his own path. His daily life is filled with the quiet desperation of hiding his incompetence, avoiding confrontations, and trying to maintain the dignity of his name. Though he doesn’t experiment or look for quick fixes, there’s a part of him that refuses to believe he is destined to remain insignificant forever. One fateful day, a catastrophic event shakes the kingdom—a massive disaster strikes, one so immense it disrupts the balance of Ki itself. Amidst the chaos, something inside Julian stirs. The air around him crackles with energy, and for the first time in his life, he feels a shift within his Ki—an unfamiliar sensation, like a force rising up from the deepest corners of his being. His Ki doesn’t surge with power, nor does it become any stronger. But there’s something there, something he can’t comprehend. Julian can feel it, something changing deep within him, but he has no idea what it is yet.

In a distant future, Earth is long gone, and humanity’s last survivors have found refuge on the desolate planet of Selora. Genetically engineered and raised to serve, Kael Duskborne arrives in a world where memories are erased, free will is a distant memory, and every movement is dictated by an unyielding, unknown force. His mission: to harvest obsidian from the planet's cursed mines. But Selora is no ordinary world. The land itself seems to pulse with a strange, sinister energy, and its creatures—ancient, primal, and deadly—lurk in the shadows. As he journeys through this harsh world, Kael begins to question everything he’s been told. Why is he here? What is the truth behind the planet’s dark past? Silent whispers haunt the air, and warnings of an ancient, omnipotent force—the Silence—demand his attention. With his very life at stake, Kael must choose whether to accept the unspoken order of his existence or fight against the oppressive force that seeks to control him—and the planet itself. In a world where nothing is as it seems, survival means navigating a web of lies, dark powers, and dangerous allies.

What happens when you bring your imaginary friend to life? Anne in trying to end her insomnia, brings her imaginary friend,Deon, to life. Having to balance her regular life and caring for Deon becomes a heavy load on her shoulder. as time passes she ends up confused if she's falling in love with her now real imaginary friend.

Toz ve Kül – Synopsis Kaelen appears to be an ordinary orphan, unaware that he was once a hero who burned demons to ashes with his flames. A hundred years ago, in the final battle between humanity and the demons, he sacrificed his body to defeat a demon prince and saved the world. But now, he has awakened in a weak and powerless body, living as a boy with no memory of his past. In this new era, Mirakels still exist, trained in prestigious academies to protect humanity from demonic threats. However, the world has changed—power and status now dictate everything. If Kaelen wants to regain his strength, he must enter an elite academy where even ordinary gifted children struggle to survive. Yet, his past refuses to stay buried. Forgotten enemies, hidden truths, and threats beyond human comprehension are beginning to surface. Though Kaelen has awakened to wind magic, a fire still burns deep within him—one that is eager to reignite. Ash and Dust is an epic academy fantasy about power, the echoes of the past, and rebirth. In a world where Mirakels are the only line of defense, Kaelen must reclaim his lost identity and surpass his limits. But the real question is: Is he the only one who remembers who he truly was?

Magic academy. Male and female lead characters. A world of sword and magic like any that exist, the only difference is the ones in it and the ones telling it. *No One 17 and Under Admitted because there is some erotic and steamy description in the story and because I'm not sure what the difference between Restricted means compared to No One 17 and Under Admitted, so better be safe than sorry. * All characters are not underage unless stated otherwise, and seriously this is a fantasy setting so no one looks their age. The story may or may not continue, chapters release are not predetermined so it will be short(probably) Any mention of people, places, negative terms/slang, etc that are somehow related to the real world one are should be assumed to be purely coincidence. * New and inexperience hence the long description (Very sorry, but thanks for reading)

Excerpt~~ "Do you know how long— I have wanted to do this?" When he spoke up, his voice was husky, a mixture of desire and sincerity. Matching with the look in his eyes. Sending this strong vibration across her body. "From the very time I saw you, walking down that aisle, dressed to kill. And all I could picture at that moment was how to get my hands on you." A smile lit up her face as her heart made a joyful leap at his words. She felt that fluttering sensation in the pit of her stomach. Hot blood ran down her spine, as she lifted a hand to stroke his cheek to be certain he was real and not some hologram before leaning forward to trail a simple and soft kiss on his hard- chiseled chin. This is where she wanted to be, in his arms. Safe and secured. "Now that I think about it, I caught you staring at me that I almost lost a foot—- you literally were drooling on me." He laughed. His laughter was so rich, it sent her heart racing again. Out of the ladies I have acted alongside with, I have to admit— I'm not saying this to make you feel elated or to sound cheesy but it was what I felt at that moment. I felt that connection I had never felt before in all the female actors I have acted with. Truth be told, you are the best……" Synopsis~~ Jane Anderson was a rising star who was making waves with her acting talent, but at some point had to give up some big roles because of her boyfriend and it had always been her dream to act alongside a top actor, Toro Wilson. She finally landed herself a big gig to star as the female lead in a historical magical drama, alongside Toro Wilson. It was a dream come true. To celebrate the day, she ended up in a bar with her half sister who is also a rising actress and her friend. They partied the whole night and the next morning, Jane found herself unclad in the bar upper room and it dawned on her, she had a one night stand with an unknown guy but while hurrying out of the room, unknown to her, a camera was secretly taking shots of her. Soon, she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her with someone she never expected. Amidst the heartache, she was accused of a crime she didn't do which made her give up acting. Situationship brought her close to the top actor, Toro Wilson, who for some reason had a trauma of laying his hands on women (touching women) Now the two grew closer and worked together. Jane has to beat all odds to rise to fame again while Toro helps her in every way possible. Note: The story might contain some mature contents so reader's discretion is advised.

A blade and a corpse on the ground. When humans first stepped foot on Neptune in the year 2200, they unlocked a vast and boundless universe ruled by different families, filled with magnificent battle techniques and ten arbiters who controlled it all!

A young orphan boy, raised in a run-down blacksmith shop, spends his days hammering away at horseshoes and other mundane tasks. Despite his humble beginnings and the harsh realities of his life, he dreams of something greater. Determined to escape the life of poverty that has bound him, he makes a vow to himself: he will forge the greatest weapons the world has ever seen. With nothing but his raw talent, a relentless drive to improve, and an unwavering desire for success, the boy sets out on a journey of self-discovery, honing his craft and building the skills necessary to create weapons of unparalleled quality and power. Along the way, he will face numerous challenges, form powerful alliances, and confront the shadows of his past, all while striving to carve a name for himself as the greatest weaponsmith of all time.

When Elora loses her family at a tender age, she is sold into slavery, her true heritage forgotten. Bound in chains, she is thrust into a cruel world of auctions and buyers, her memories buried deep within her. But fate takes a turn when a mysterious figure—clad in a dark hood—buys her freedom for a price few are willing to pay. Taken to a small apothecary in a bustling market, Elora finds refuge in the home of a skilled herbalist, a woman whose knowledge of plants and healing runs as deep as the scars hidden beneath Elora’s skin. While the herbalist tends to her body, the silent bond between them begins to form, offering Elora the first glimmer of hope in years. Yet, questions about her past continue to haunt her. As Elora’s physical wounds heal, secrets unravel—secrets that will reveal her bloodline, the true identity of the man who saved her, and the path to her destiny.