Fray

Humiliée et trahie, la vie de Kimberly Fray en tant que fille puissante de l'Alpha de la meute Moon Stone s'effondre lorsque l'Alpha Derrick de la meute Night Walkers la rejette. Mais en découvrant sa véritable identité, Kimberly se retrouve prise entre deux puissants Alphas qui la désirent. Déchirée entre l'Alpha Derrick, qui réalise sa valeur trop tard, et le calculateur Alpha Theo, la force et le courage de Kimberly sont mis à l'épreuve comme jamais auparavant. Dans un monde où l'amour, la vengeance et le pouvoir s'affrontent, Kimberly doit décider qui elle est vraiment, et avec qui elle est censée être parmi les deux Alphas choisis par la Déesse de la Lune !

(GL) Confident Mess x Cold Raging Fire - - - Author Renée Laurent receives an invitation to an old university friend's wedding. The venue will be on a private island, but that's not the only 'hassle'. A certain someone will be there and it's forcing her to properly evaluate some of her past choices. Recently minted environmental lawyer Ayla Bozkurt. A relationship that started early in University and went on for over two years. One that Renée ended herself without explaining properly... She thought it was the right thing to do at the time, with her mental health fraying. Now, Renée thinks she wants to see her again on the island just to show that she is in a good place with her life. That's all. After all, the relationship is dead... isn't it? An ending that happened because of a misunderstanding and a lack of communication. In close proximity and stuck with her for a while, will one pounding heart awaken the willingness in the other to finally talk? - - - The author cups her hands around the moon shining above before looking over at her ex. "I used to hate the night. The moonlight reminded me of what I couldn't touch anymore." The lawyer whose name means 'halo of moonlight' watches her with a cold face, but inside she is as hotly rattled as ever. "...What do you mean by saying this?" - - - A young law student had been trying to disparage her writing profession to Ayla in a public setting. Renée steps closer to the young woman after confidently defending herself to land a final soft blow. "But you were making her uncomfortable with this instead of me." The wealthy ex who thought she had been hiding her displeasure at her junior talking down to someone clenches her wine glass. Was she so easy to read for her, or... is she just paying that much attention?

The clock ticked past midnight, each second echoing like a hammer in the hollow silence of the apartment. Rain lashed against the windows, the storm outside mirroring the tempest brewing in Emily’s chest. She sat rigid on the couch, her fingers digging into the upholstery, eyes fixed on the door. David’s keys jingled in the lock, his laughter—warm and carefree—seeping through the wood before he did. He stumbled in, tie askew, the sharp tang of bourbon on his breath. But it wasn’t the alcohol that made her stomach churn. It was the cloying sweetness of jasmine perfume clinging to his collar—a scent that didn’t belong to her. “Where have you been?” Emily’s voice trembled, though she’d rehearsed the question a hundred times in her head. David froze, his smile dissolving. “Work ran late. You know how it is.” “Work ends at six, David. It’s *midnight*.” She stood, her legs unsteady. “And since when do you wear lipstick to the office?” His hand flew to the smudge of crimson on his white sleeve—a shade too bold, too *alive* for the muted tones of their marriage. His face hardened. “You’re imagining things.” “Am I?” She stepped closer, the jasmine scent now suffocating. “Or is it *Jane* from accounting? The one who ‘just needs your help’ every time I call?” His laugh was a cold blade. “You’re paranoid. Always picking fights—” “Paranoid?” Her voice cracked. “You haven’t touched me in months! You come home smelling like *her*, lying to my face—” “Enough!” He slammed his fist on the table, a vase rattling. “I’m tired of your nagging! What do you even do all day? Sit here and wait to accuse me?” The words struck deeper than any slap. Emily’s breath hitched. “I gave up my career for you. For *us*—” “Us?” He sneered. “There *is* no ‘us.’ Just you, digging through my things like a desperate—” She didn’t see his hand move. The crack of his palm against her cheek split the air, her head snapping sideways. She stumbled, clutching the wall as the taste of copper bloomed on her tongue. David loomed over her, his eyes wild, foreign. “You… you pushed me to this,” he hissed, grabbing his coat. “Clean yourself up. You’re pathetic.” The door slammed. Emily slid to the floor, tears mingling with the blood on her lip. Outside, thunder roared. But beneath the pain, a spark ignited—a flicker of defiance. Her gaze landed on the shattered vase, its jagged pieces glinting in the lamplight. *Pathetic.* The word echoed, twisting into a vow. She would rise. Not for him. Not for “us.” But to make him regret the day he underestimated the woman he’d reduced to ashes. -**Chapter One: The Scent of Betrayal (Continued)** The air hung thick with venom. David’s chest heaved, his earlier bravado fraying at the edges. Emily wiped her bleeding lip with the back of her hand, her eyes blazing. “You think Jane *wants* you?” she spat, her voice a razor. “Or does she just pity the man who needs to steal confidence from a bottle and affairs to feel alive?” David’s jaw twitched. “Shut up.” “Why? Because it’s true?” She laughed, cold and sharp. “You’re a cliché, David. A middle-aged fraud in a tailored suit. Even your *precious* promotion—did you earn it, or did you cry your way into it like you did when your father called you a disappointment?” He lunged forward, but she sidestepped, her words relentless. “Jane must be desperate. Or blind. Tell me, does she know you couldn’t even—” “I said *shut up*!” he roared, his composure crumbling. “Couldn’t even *what*?” she taunted, stepping closer. “Finish a sentence? A marriage? Or is that why you’re so bad in—” The slap exploded like a gunshot. Emily’s head whipped sideways, her body crumpling to the floor. The world blurred—a kaleidoscope of shattered glass and spinning shadows. Her cheek burned, but worse was the silence that followed, broken only by her shaky breaths.

The Duskthrone Legacy "There are names that should never be spoken... and one who could name what even gods fear." The Duskthrone Dukedom—a name draped in shadows and sealed behind centuries of silence—stands as a throne untouched by time. The Duskthrone family, bound by a lineage older than kingdoms, carries powers whispered to be the remnants of something lost to the gods themselves. They are the Keepers of the Nameless Truths, those who defy the laws of existence with powers capable of rewriting reality itself. Few dare to question the Duskthrone bloodline, for those who do often find their very names erased from memory. Its heir, Asher Duskthrone, emerges from the depths of isolation, his existence a whispered legend among nobles, a secret buried beneath fear and reverence. Few have seen him. Fewer still dare to speak his name. Behind his cold, unreadable gaze lies something the world cannot fathom—a power neither wholly mortal nor bound by divine law. The Eidolon Pantheon, those who carved existence from the void, turn their eyes toward him from behind veils of eternity. There are laws even gods must obey... but there are older truths—nameless, formless—that stir beneath the surface of reality. Whispers speak of Genesis bound to Origin—a power both before creation and beyond it—buried within Asher's very soul. The blood of Duskthrone carries the weight of unwritten names, a force that could name what even gods fear... or erase what was never meant to exist. Yet even Asher himself is blind to what lies dormant within him—his power waiting, watching, bound by chains unseen until the moment the world forces him to awaken. There are ancient prophecies scattered across forgotten texts—verses forbidden by divine decree—hinting at a voice that will rise from mortal flesh. A voice that speaks not of what is, but of what could have been... and what should never be. Those who stand too close to him feel the pull of something they cannot name—an absence where existence frays at the edges. The gods watch in silence, bound by their own fear. What will happen when that voice begins to stir? When Asher Duskthrone speaks— The world will listen... and the gods will tremble. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In a city called Dunmore, where a weakened dome stands between its people and bloodthirsty demons, Aric, a young, defiant fighter who believes in equality, is part of its Vanguard: fearless soldiers that keep the demons at bay. When the crystal holding their dome—a remnant of the goddess Ilona—suddenly fails and throws the city into chaos, he’s among the brave ones sent beyond the walls to chase a shard of the Aetherion, a sentient energy that could save or destroy them, pulling him into a treacherous wasteland where survival is always beyond reach. The flawed gods resurface, their inevitable end drawing near, scheming and weaving promises to manipulate oblivious mortals into their power plays. But gods and men don't mix easy, and alliances tend to fray, turning friends to foe in a heartbeat as blood of both mortals and divine beings are spilled. Out there, Aric finds the enemies closer than anticipated, truths in his blood he never wanted, and each ally he makes, becoming casualties of enemies he can’t outrun. And as the realms are on the brink of annihilation, Aric must face the truth: sometimes, the greatest threats comes from those who have sworn to protect. Loss after loss builds Aric, altering his perception of the world, as he loses his moral tether, transforming from a man to something else. When an Obsidian Rift is about to release an ancient evil from their earthly prison, gods and mortals rally to make one last stand. Will Aric save the realms—or will he be the fire that consumes it all? ******* If you love narratives where the MC becomes the villain and the hero, then this book is for you.

"Where did he go?" I murmured, realizing I was alone. My heart sank as I scanned the room for any sign of him. But It was just me, an empty wine bottle on the floor, and memories of the night before. I pushed myself up, feeling the dull ache in my body. The alcohol still lingered in my system, and I had no idea how many times we had... well, how many times we had done it. But despite everything, I couldn't deny I had enjoyed it. "You're such an idiot Kim!" I scolded myself, running a hand through my messy hair. "You didn't even ask for his name." I sighed, embarrassed at my recklessness. How could I let myself go low with a stranger like that? I glanced down, realizing I was completely naked. "Oh my gosh!" I yelped, grabbing my dress off the floor and quickly slipping it on... ★★ Humiliated and betrayed, Kimberly Fray's life as a powerful Alpha's daughter of the Moon Stone Pack crumbles when Alpha Derrick of the Night Walkers Pack rejects her. But as she uncovers her true identity, Kimberly finds herself caught between two powerful Alphas who desire her. Torn between Alpha Derrick, who begins to see her worth too late, and calculative Alpha Theo, Kimberly's strength and courage are tested like never before. In a world where love, revenge, and power collide, Kimberly must decide who she truly is, and who she's meant to be with between the two Alphas chosen by the Moon Goddess!

"When you think everything is going well, the world will flip you the middle finger." __ I had a fantastic life: a loving family, amazing friends, a stable job... I had it all. But that wasn’t everything—I was also a writer. Writing was my passion, and my novel *'The Land of Survival'* had achieved remarkable success... Little did I know back then that it would become the very reason my life would be turned upside down. I was reborn inside my own novel, and to make things worse... inside the body of the utterly despised villain, *'Fray.'* That pathetic villain who dies right at the start. If the novel had 100 possible outcomes, he’d die in 99 of them... and I’m not exaggerating. But who cares about that? I don’t want this life... I already had everything... Save me the cliché of second chances... because one life is enough for me. Screw this world, and screw the son of a bitch who brought me here , I’ll find a way back to my world... to my life... no matter what it takes."

A man rejected by the will of the world he grew up in for all of his life, and a genius with infinite potential who fell as a result of making a risky bet. Under the machinations of the deceased Heavenly Emperor, Huang Xian, two unfortunate souls from entirely different worlds got saved and fused together into a new whole, adopting the identity of the latter–Theodore Winter, the heir to one of the Supreme Pillars of the Heavenly Court. As an eon-spanning competition to decide the next generation of Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress began, it brought with it a game of wits, power and plots that would shake the Heavenly Court to its core. Reincarnators, Transmigrators and Regressors were barely qualified to chase after the unprecedented monsters that had been brought into being for the express purpose of rising above the rest. Battles between peers were like peeling an onion–nobody ever knew just how many cultivation realms and Talents the other had hidden away to catch his opponents off guard. With a saint-like image and the heart of a devil, Theodore Winter entered the fray. Unbeknownst to all, other than returning triumphantly, he was entrusted with another task: To kill Huang Xian’s murderer–his wife, the Heavenly Empress! ------------------------- Read advance chapters (by paying for my meals) on Patreon: • https://www.patreon.com/sh1ro My novel series "Reincarnation Cycle's Unfortunate Bug" on Amazon: • https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CYHGRR8M/ Discord Server (currently under construction): • https://discord.gg/NdAjjmXSDh ------------------------- Hi there, this is Shiro / the author. Just one little cautionary warning here: Due to being set in an entirely alternate world from ours, while some terms and concepts might seem familiar at first glance, many in actuality are not. In canon, the World's Will of a world exactly like our own 'got inspired' by memories that it secretly glimpsed from the Heavenly Emperor, thereby creating extremely loosely related concepts in its own universe. So never expect anything to work in the same way as something that you are already familiar with, because chances are very high that it won't be the same at all. (Yes, I just blatantly flipped the script.) I hope you'll enjoy The Heavenly Empress' Assassin! ------------------------- Current Release Schedule: • 5 chapters per week • 1 chapter every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday (at ~11 p.m. GMT+1) (More chapters can appear as bonus chapters, so this is the absolute minimum.) • Vote with Power Stones to read more chapters in the week after the results are in! -> Top 100: +1 chapter -> Top 50: +2 chapters -> Top 10: +3 chapters -> Top 5: +4 chapters -> 1st Place: +5 chapters - Chapter length: ~2k words on average

In a multiverse woven from Cosmic Threads—primordial strands of existence that bind reality, time, space, and consciousness—Kael Veyra, a young Celestial Threadforger, discovers he is anything but ordinary. Born in the rigid, order-obsessed Celestial Dominion, Kael has spent his life training to master Celestial threads, the purest form of energy tied to light and stasis. But when his Loom Core begins to manifest Umbral resonance—a chaotic, entropic force forbidden in the Dominion—his life unravels. After a catastrophic battle exposes his dual resonance, Kael is branded a threat by the Dominion’s leaders, including his mentor, High Luminarch Sariel, who reveals a horrifying project to weaponize Weavers like him. Betrayed and hunted, Kael is rescued by Lira, a rogue Aetheric Shardwalker with a knack for bending the rules of reality. She drags him into the chaotic Netherspire, a dimension ruled by Umbral warlords and teeming with danger. As Kael struggles to control his newfound powers, he learns that his unique Loom Core—capable of wielding multiple resonances—makes him a target for factions across the multiverse. The Conclave of Threads, the supposed guardians of the Grand Loom, see him as a threat to their carefully maintained balance. The Umbral Cabal, a secret society of chaos-worshipers, wants to exploit his power to collapse the multiverse into entropy. And the Unraveled, twisted beings born from frayed Loom Cores, whisper cryptic warnings about the Loom’s sentience and Kael’s role in its fate. Guided by Lira, Kael begins to unravel the truth about his abilities and the multiverse itself. The threads that hold reality together are fraying, and Kael’s unique resonance may be the key to saving—or destroying—everything.

"31 Days: Origins" by Lapis L. Lazuli --Timeframe: 31st of October - 07th of November 2023 --Stage: UNKNOWN A black card with a silver mouse drags a twitchy schoolboy into a 31-day nightmare—underground, cutthroat, and damned relentless. 32 strangers, from killers to kids, claw through lethal games where brains and blood weigh the same. An AI whispers the rules, a shadowy outfit pulls the strings, and powers twist the odds. Alliances fray, secrets bleed, and one name—“Raiko”—haunts the chaos. Survival’s a gamble, trust’s a death sentence, and the truth’s a skull-crushing muse. What is humanity when the clock is ticking? ("31 Days: Origins" is the second novel in The "What is Humanity?/Lapis L. Lazuli" Lore and the first novel of the four-part "31 Days" Novel Series by Lapis L. Lazuli.)

Oswin Durnvale, a weary fast-food worker from modern-day Earth, never expected his life to end so abruptly—nor to begin anew in the body of Fray Nightshade, a somewhat wealthy but reclusive young man in a world reminiscent of early modern Europe. Struggling to adjust, Oswin finds himself in a world on the brink of crisis. As Oswin navigates this unfamiliar world, he stumbles upon a forgotten part of Fray’s inheritance—an old violin and a book of hymns dedicated to the Water Spirits. Driven by nostalgia for his past as a musician, he plays the melodies, unknowingly invoking a force beyond human understanding. To his shock, the spirits answer. Magic is real in this world, but it comes at a cost. Power is not given freely, and the more Oswin demands, the greater the strain on his body and mind. With each song, he inches closer to the unknown, toeing the line between a gift and a curse.

Synopsis: Rooney and Reuben, identical twins with starkly different personalities, have always been inseparable. Rooney, the elder by minutes, is the confident, charming, and outgoing one, while Reuben is reserved, thoughtful, and deeply introspective. Despite their differences, they share everything—until they both fall in love with the same girl: Mildred. Mildred, a free-spirited and kind-hearted artist, enters their lives unexpectedly, and before long, both brothers are drawn to her warmth and gentle nature. Rooney woos her with his confidence and charisma, while Reuben captivates her with his quiet depth and understanding. As they each strive to win her heart, their lifelong bond begins to fray, turning their love into a battle neither of them ever expected to fight. Mildred, caught between the two, struggles with her own emotions. She cherishes Rooney’s excitement and energy but finds herself moved by Reuben’s quiet devotion. As tensions rise, misunderstandings brew, and hearts break, the twins are forced to confront what they truly want—not just from Mildred, but from each other. In the end, love will be won, lost, or perhaps neither of them will get the girl. Will their brotherhood survive this test, or will their rivalry tear them apart forever? And more importantly, who will Mildred choose—if she chooses at all?

In a world ravaged by seven years of relentless war, nations have crumbled and civilization teeters on the brink of extinction. The relentless Shadow Army, led by ancient and malevolent gods, has brought death and devastation, reducing once-proud cities to ruins. Amidst this chaos, a desperate alliance known as the Frontier emerges, uniting the remnants of humanity, demons, elves, and angels in a final bid for suvival. As the war grinds to a bloody stalemate, Alexander, a soldier haunted by the brutal realities of conflict, finds himself in the fortified city of Pingyao. Here, he encounters Dr. Jin, a mad scientist whose eccentric genius might hold the key to turning the tide. Dr. Jin reveals the harrowing history of the Shadow Gods and the legendary Eight Blades forged to that could destroy the universe and make everything cease to exist but also rewrite it. Where the clash of steel and gun powered echoes through desolate landscapes and the cries of the fallen pierce the air like daggers, brutality reigns supreme. Blood flows freely, staining the earth crimson as warriors meet in deadly combat, their every strike infused with the raw fury of battle. Amidst the chaos, Alexander stands as a soldier, his sword cut down foes. Each blow he delivers is rage of violence, cutting through flesh and bone with merciless precision. Limbs are severed, bodies rent asunder, as Alexander's wrath knows no bounds. Doing the great battle 7 years ago against Azrael, Eve mysteriously disappeared in turn cause the apocalypse. Across the wasteland, survivors cuts a swath of destruction upon one another, blood flowing like river with the bodies of men, women, and children, with each day leaving a trail of carnage. As the battle rages on, the intensity of the violence only grows, each combatant driven by a primal urge to survive at any cost. Bodies pile up like cordwood, the stench of death hanging heavy in the air as the clash of steel continues unabated. In this crucible of bloodshed, there is no room for mercy or remorse. Only the strong survive, their will forged in the fires of war, their hearts hardened by the brutality of combat. And in the end, only the victor will emerge from the fray, their triumph measured in the bodies of the fallen. by ancient grudges, "Lost Honor" follows the journey of Eve, a once-powerful warrior stripped of her abilities and thrust into a conflict of cosmic proportions. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals, Eve grapples with lost memories and the burden of mortality, haunted by the ghosts of her past. Amidst the chaos, a mysterious figure known as Erebus plots to conquer Earth, unveiling a sinister plan that could spell doom for all. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Eve must confront her own demons and forge unlikely alliances in a desperate bid to save humanity. As old enemies resurface and new threats emerge, Alexander & Eve's journey becomes a relentless horror of tragedies of blood and death.

In a world where kingdoms rise and fall like the tides, a crown prince is betrayed and assassinated, his soul cast adrift in the void between life and death. Awakening many years later in a land torn by chaos, he finds himself reborn with fragmented memories and a mysterious power—a gift from his soul’s journey through the unknown. As he begins to rebuild his life, he discovers that the world he once knew is now a shadow of its former self. Monsters roam the land, magic is both a blessing and a curse, and the boundaries between dimensions are beginning to fray. With each step, he uncovers more about his forgotten past and the divine purpose that binds him to the fate of seven realms. Guided by his intellect and the knowledge gleaned from his soul’s journey, he rises from a humble outcast to a formidable leader. But his path is fraught with danger, betrayal, and the weight of his own growing power. Along the way, he is joined by seven extraordinary companions, each representing a different aspect of the world’s fractured beauty. Together, they must navigate a treacherous landscape of political intrigue, ancient secrets, and the looming threat of a dimensional collapse. ---- It is the story of a man who must confront his past, embrace his destiny, and decide whether he will save the world—or watch it burn.

—WSA 2025 Entry— [The Last Dreamer.] A title spoken in reverence. A fate worse than death. In a world where nightmares walk and curses breathe, the land of dreams is no sanctuary—it is a battlefield. Fear is alive, and survival is the only law. Those who endure the horrors gain power and glory. Those who fail are lost to something far worse than death. Haruya should not exist here. He is not cursed. Not marked. Yet, he has awoken in a player's body, forced into a game of madness and despair. The Witch of Sins watches his every step, a shadow whispering promises of ruin. Love brings only suffering. Sanity frays with each passing moment. Society fears him. The gods take notice. But Haruya walks a path beyond hope, beyond reason—toward something even the gods will come to dread. And in the end, that is where his solace lies. “All I ever wanted was friends and a financially stable life…”

Les décisions que l'on prend, ont toujours des répercussions bonnes et mauvaises. Même dans les relations, cela conduit à des chutes ou à un simple bonheur. De nombreuses personnes, en feront les frais dans une ville qui ne devrait être conseillée à aucun mortel de tout âge, où situation de vie différentes. Ses décisions, permettent d'être bénéfique pour de nombreuses personnes n'étant pas mortel, et bien sûr cela offre des inconvénients pour de nombreuses autres personnes. Détériorent les relations entre les individus, les forgés ou les endurcis. Cela en fera partie pour nos deux adolescents, ainsi que leurs relations, leurs frères et leurs entourage.

Qui veut devenir président ? Et si les pensées des gens pouvaient renverser un dictateur ? Et si le feu pouvait purifier un pays de la corruption ? Et si une révolution commençait par une seule photo ? L'histoire raconte comment des gens peuvent tenter de renverser un dictateur d'une manière plutôt inhabituelle et non conventionnelle. Après tout, toute idée se manifeste à un certain moment qui lui est destiné. Les idées – dont le moment est venu – ont un pouvoir énorme. Les gens connaissent et utilisent la magie depuis des temps immémoriaux. Tous les rituels magiques reposent sur des forces surnaturelles, immatérielles, incompréhensibles et donc non encore reconnues par la science. Les phénomènes et capacités magiques et paranormaux ont beaucoup en commun, car ils utilisent des forces et des facteurs qui ne peuvent être expliqués scientifiquement. Tous les êtres vivants et les personnes ne sont pas de simples corps matériels. Il y a en eux quelque chose d’autre que la matière, et ils sont donc capables de percevoir ce qui se trouve au-delà du monde physique. Presque toujours, pour que quelque chose de frais, de nouveau et de meilleur apparaisse, l'ancien pourri doit être détruit et brûlé. Le feu est un symbole de changement, de transformation et de renaissance. L’élément Feu fonctionne au centre de toutes choses : tout en est issu et tout y reviendra.

In this world some individuals are born Fractured—souls unbound by time, condemned to relive their deaths and manipulate their own existence across diverging timelines. Each time a Fractured dies, the Veil shatters slightly, pulling them back to an earlier moment. But with every return, the cost grows heavier—their memories blur, their identity frays, and something lurking between time begins to take notice. Vaelin is unknowingly a Fractured who learns over time what he is, and why most people never learn of them.

In a world where empires rise and fall, one nation's legacy is woven with the echoes of a single, extraordinary figure-the Founder. His teachings built a land of unity and hope, but as centuries passed, ambition and division began to fray the bonds he had forged. Now, in a kingdom teetering on the edge of ruin, a child is born on the outskirts of its crumbling glory. Unbeknownst to all, his presence carries the promise of change-a force capable of reshaping the destiny of the nation. This is a tale of perseverance and reclamation, where the weight of the past collides with the uncertainty of the future. As the shadows of betrayal and ambition threaten to consume all, one question remains: can the heart of a nation be rebuilt when its very soul is forgotten? All Rights Reserved

In her previous life, Lina Riley harbored an unrequited love for the Fifth Princess, Victoria Ashwood. Lina sacrificed everything for her—securing her place on the throne, protecting her borders, and losing her arm and sight in the process. Yet, her loyalty was repaid with a goblet of poisoned wine and the execution of her entire family. Victoria despised her, accusing Lina of cruelty and of orchestrating her elder sister’s death, deeming her unworthy of love. When the poison took effect, Lina closed her eyes in despair, only to awaken back in the moment they first met. On that fateful day, Lina had stumbled upon Victoria being beaten by palace maids, an encounter that set everything in motion. This time, Lina turned away, choosing a different path, but a faint fragrance of plum blossoms lured her in. One reckless night led to a moment of despair when she awoke to find the coldly beautiful face of her bedmate—Lucille Everard, the Princess Regent. Lucille, while outwardly uninterested in court affairs, was notorious for her swift and decisive actions that had seen emperors replaced with alarming frequency. Compared to Lucille’s power, Lina’s past dealings with Victoria seemed like mere child's play. As Lucille stirred awake, Lina's nerves were frayed. “Given the circumstances, Your Highness, what do you think of me now?” she asked, resigned to her fate. To her surprise, Lucille chuckled softly. “I think you’re wonderful.” Stunned, Lina could only manage a confused “Huh?” From that moment, everything veered off course. Lucille's palace soon bloomed with roses—Lina’s favorite. Amidst the swaying blossoms, the resolute Princess Regent would gently take Lina’s hand, her once-frigid gaze warm and tender. “My dear Lina, you are the finest woman in the world.” In her new life, Lina often dreamed. She dreamt of someone leaving a bouquet of roses at her grave, their robes trailing the light fragrance of plum blossoms. They sipped wine with a wry smile, murmuring, “Silly girl, I avenged you.” Victoria Ashwood was reborn too. She hadn’t expected that killing Lina would provoke her aunt’s ruthless revenge. Determined to avoid a similar fate, she resolved to feign affection for Lina, even if it took a lifetime. At a palace banquet, Victoria was taken aback by Lina’s beauty. Draped in fine silks, Lina was a dazzling sight, so different from the weathered woman Victoria remembered. Drawn to her, Victoria was about to approach when she noticed Lucille at Lina’s side, gently wiping her lips with a soft smile. “Take it slow,” Lucille murmured. Lina paused, then chuckled as she adjusted a strand of Lucille’s hair. Victoria’s heart twisted in fury. When her desperate attempts to win Lina back failed, she demanded, “Why won’t you love me?” Lina sneered. “Show some respect, Fifth Princess. You should address me as Aunt. Besides, your hypocrisy and cold-heartedness make you unworthy of love.” Years ago, a young Lucille Everard encountered a lost girl in the palace gardens. The girl declared that Lucille was beautiful and promised to marry her one day. Thirteen years later, a fateful misunderstanding during a bout of poisoning entwined their paths. What began as teasing quickly turned Lucille from a hunter into prey, helplessly ensnared by the woman she never forgot. Tags: 1. Cold yet protective Princess Regent × Reborn and resigned noblewoman 2. Nine-year age gap (Princess Regent is older) 3. Alternate history, non-patriarchal setting 4. Puppet empress, regent princess ruling behind the scenes 5. Two lifetimes of love, slow-burn romance

When Elias wakes in a cave deep in the desert, his memories are lost—until a song rises unbidden, stirring something ancient within him. The melody unlocks his past, revealing a single, burning purpose: vengeance. His wife was murdered, and the woman responsible—Seraphine, the Veil-Singer—must pay the price. Armed with a mysterious harp of forgotten power, Elias embarks on a journey across a world teetering on the edge of ruin. What begins as a personal mission for retribution soon unravels into something far greater. The harp’s music does not merely recall memories—it rewrites fate, bending reality itself. And Elias is not the only one who seeks to control it. As he gathers unlikely allies—a rogue with secrets of her own, a storyteller who knows too much, and a woman tied to the Veil’s hidden truths—Elias discovers that the harp was once used to shape the world. Its final song was left unfinished, and now, the forces that once wielded it are stirring from their slumber. When Elias finally confronts Seraphine, he realizes too late that their battle was only the first note in a much larger symphony. The harp’s awakening has called to something older than gods, something that was never meant to return. Now, the fate of the world rests on a song yet to be written. As war looms and the fabric of reality begins to fray, Elias must make an impossible choice: continue his path of vengeance or wield the harp to mend the song of creation before it is lost forever. But fate is never so easily played. And some songs demand a terrible price. The Harp of Tasoula is a sweeping epic of fate, music, and redemption. It is a story of vengeance turned destiny, and a melody that will echo beyond the end of time.

Trapped in an endless void, Trafalgar Gun has spent lifetimes kicking a wall that refuses to break, clinging to his name and the fraying hope of escape. When freedom finally comes, he awakens in a stranger’s body—Nightsword Leon, a youth with haunted eyes and secrets etched into his bones. Reborn into a world of warring kingdoms and primal magic, Gun discovers he is an anomaly: a martial artist in a realm ruled by brute warriors and mages, his techniques alien and feared. But Leon’s memories—cold, calculating, and drenched in blood—threaten to consume him. As Gun navigates this hostile land, every choice fractures his identity further. To survive, he must embrace ruthless instincts that clash with his fading humanity, all while unraveling cryptic forces that resurrected him. In a world where strength is bought with betrayal, Gun walks a knife’s edge: Will he master the power that sets him apart, or become a weapon wielded by the ghosts of his past?

Settings: • The Crimson Court: A grand castle filled with secrets, where Olivia resides as the villainess fiancée of Austin, the Duke’s heir. • The Threads of Eternity: A mystical realm where the "Weaver of Fates" resides, controlling the multiverse. • The Hall of Mirrors: A hidden archive containing reflections of all the timelines Olivia has existed in, showing her repeated deaths. • The Fractured Horizon: A collapsing fragment of the multiverse Olivia's survival has affected, where reality itself starts to fray. Blurb: Transmigrated into the body of Olivia Fairmont, a despised villainess destined to die, she finds herself in a timeline unlike any other. Her fiancé, Austin, fiercely protects her; her brothers, Paul and Tom, refuse to abandon her; and her adopted sister treats her with warmth. Determined to understand why her fate has changed, Olivia uncovers evidence of her countless deaths across timelines. As the multiverse begins to unravel, Olivia learns a horrifying truth: her survival may doom existence itself. Can she rewrite her cursed destiny without sacrificing those she’s grown to love? Exposition: Olivia wakes up in a timeline where everything feels…off. Unlike the villainess life she remembers from her past transmigration experiences, she is loved and cared for by her family and fiancé. Uneasy, she begins to notice strange anomalies—fractures in reality, fleeting memories of deaths she shouldn’t remember, and dreams of threads being cut. Inciting Incident: She discovers the Hall of Mirrors in a forbidden wing of the castle and learns about her deaths across hundreds of timelines. There, she also finds evidence that her survival in this timeline is destabilizing the multiverse. A mysterious entity, the Weaver of Fates, warns her that the timeline must be corrected to restore balance, meaning her death is inevitable. Rising Action: • Olivia begins to investigate the anomaly causing her survival, suspecting Austin, who acts strangely whenever she questions their engagement. • She discovers that her brothers and even her adopted sister are working to protect her, but they seem to be hiding something. • In the Threads of Eternity, Olivia learns a shocking truth: her original soul was the first Weaver of Fates. Her essence split into countless fragments to maintain order in the multiverse, and her survival threatens that delicate balance. • She realizes Austin has been trying to save her across timelines, defying the Weaver’s rules, which explains his unusually strong attachment. Climax: In the Fractured Horizon, Olivia confronts the Weaver, demanding to know why her soul was condemned to endless suffering. The Weaver reveals that her original self chose this role to protect the multiverse. However, her survival in this timeline is creating a ripple effect that could cause irreparable damage. Olivia faces a choice: 1. Sacrifice herself to restore balance and save existence. 2. Fight against the Weaver’s control, risking multiverse collapse to forge her own destiny. Denouement: The resolution depends on Olivia’s choice: 1. Sacrifice Ending: Olivia dies, but her loved ones remember her sacrifice and the multiverse stabilizes. Her essence becomes part of the Weaver once again, but her story inspires change in the rules governing fate. 2. Rebellion Ending: Olivia manages to break free of the Weaver’s control, creating a new multiverse where free will trumps predestination. However, the cost is high—she loses Austin, or the new multiverse becomes fragile, requiring constant vigilance. 3. Bittersweet Ending: Olivia strikes a bargain with the Weaver, surviving at the cost of forgetting her loved ones. She lives on in a new timeline but with no memory of the bonds she formed.

Weakness is a prison. The book is the key. But every power has a price written in blood. Park Jin-ho knows what it means to be invisible. Orphaned, bullied, and forged in the cold silence of a world that’s forgotten him, he’s mastered the art of survival: keep your head down, your fists clenched, and your hopes buried. But when a strange, ancient tome appears in a dusty bookstore’s shadows—its pages blank to everyone but him—Jin-ho’s life fractures. The book adapts. Need to fight? It teaches him taekwondo with flawless precision. Need to escape? It sharpens his senses into blades. Skills pour into his mind like water, transforming his frail body and frayed confidence into something dangerous. Something unrecognizable. Yet with every skill learned, the book’s cryptic warnings grow darker. Hostile presence detected. Threat level: Unknown. But Jin-ho isn’t the only one hunting power. As he claws his way from prey to predator, shadowed figures stalk the edges of his life—men who move like ghosts, whose eyes gleam with unnatural hunger. They want the tome. And they’ll carve through anyone, even a broken boy turned weapon, to claim it. In a world where power is a curse dressed as salvation, Jin-ho must decide: Is mastering every skill worth losing himself? Or will the book’s final lesson be his death? Perfect for fans of Solo Leveling and Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint, this dark, adrenaline-fueled saga explores: A protagonist who evolves from vulnerable underdog to calculating force. A ruthless "system" that gifts power at a hidden cost. A hidden world of ancient forces and modern predators. The thin line between becoming a hero… or a monster. Start reading now—before the book chooses someone else.

A mysterious "accident" propels Di Tian into the vast cultivation world beyond Earth, but he soon realizes he's not the only one with newfound powers. Flight, telekinesis, elemental control—these are now common abilities among random Earthlings due to the incident. With his own gift shrouded in mystery, Di Tian must work harder than everyone else to rise above the fray, unravel his enigmatic powers, and carve out his legacy in this fiercely competitive new reality.

Jing Yao a couché avec le PDG d'une riche famille qui était réputé pour se tenir à l'écart des femmes. Elle est même tombée enceinte. Jing Yao a grandi sans recevoir d'amour de ses parents. Bien qu'elle et sa sœur fussent jumelles, elle ne ressemblait en rien à sa sœur aînée. Ses parents favorisaient sa sœur aînée. Jing Yao a été forcée de commencer à travailler jeune, tandis que sa sœur pouvait rester à la maison à ne rien faire. Jing Yao devait payer ses propres frais de scolarité. Un seul sac à main que possédait sa sœur coûtait plusieurs dizaines de milliers. Non seulement cela, mais sa sœur aînée sortait même avec son fiancé, avec qui elle était fiancée depuis l'enfance. Formellement parlant, Jing Yao était la deuxième sœur de la famille. Cependant, en réalité, elle était tellement pauvre qu'elle ne pouvait même pas payer son propre loyer. Sa famille ne lui avait jamais montré aucun soin ou affection. Pour le bien du mariage de sa sœur aînée, la mère biologique de Jing Yao l'a piégée en la faisant boire avec un investisseur. Elle a même été droguée. Heureusement, elle était suffisamment alerte pour s'enfuir. Cependant, elle s'est enfuie dans la mauvaise direction. En conséquence, elle a fini par coucher avec Liang Xun. Après être rentrée chez elle, la mère de Jing Yao l'a engueulée. Son odieux de fiancé l'a humiliée. Jing Yao a annulé le mariage sur le champ. Depuis lors, elle a quitté la famille Jing. Plus tard, Liang Xun a découvert que Jing Yao était enceinte. Il l'a approchée et lui a demandé de l'épouser. Cependant, Jing Yao l'a rejeté. Liang Xun lui a directement offert 100 millions comme cadeau de mariage, et elle a finalement accepté. Des rumeurs ont commencé à se répandre sur internet. Jing Yao, une célébrité récemment populaire, était soupçonnée de s'être impliquée dans la relation de sa sœur aînée. Certains ont même dit qu'elle était la sugar baby de Liang Xun. Malgré les critiques, Jing Yao a publié un post positif en réponse. "Je n'ai pas de sœur aînée et je suis la sugar mommy de Liang Xun." Liang Xun a immédiatement commenté son post. "Ma femme a raison."

The Weave is breaking. The Threads that hold reality together are fraying and something is slipping through the cracks. Solin Dain was born cursed. Hunted for a power he never asked for he stumbles upon a secret buried deep within the Weave. Kings and emperors have been stealing the lifelines of others weaving themselves into eternal power. Now the world is coming undone. To stop the unraveling Solin must gather those willing to defy fate. But the Weave does not forget and those who touch its Threads do not escape unscathed.

In a world teetering on the brink of chaos, The Echoes Of A Shared Past follows the harrowing journey of Amelia, a woman driven by grief, vengeance, and an insatiable desire for justice. Betrayed by her former lover Valerius, and haunted by the tragic loss of Kaelen, the man she loved, Amelia embarks on a perilous quest to harness the dark powers of the Spider Weed—a fabled plant said to grant immortality and unimaginable strength at a great cost. Amelia’s path is riddled with trials, both physical and emotional, as she delves into forbidden caves, battles her own inner demons, and faces the monstrous guardian of the Spider Weed. Along the way, she encounters Syra, an enigmatic old witch who serves as both a guide and a warning, foretelling the dire consequences of Amelia’s thirst for revenge. Meanwhile, Valerius, a man torn between his duty and the lingering affection he harbors for Amelia, is drawn into the fray. Unaware of the full extent of her ambitions, he seeks to find her before the darkness consumes her entirely. As allies become enemies, and the line between good and evil blurs, both Amelia and Valerius must confront their pasts and the painful truths that bind them. The story reaches its crescendo as Amelia transforms into something far beyond human, standing at the gates of Valerius’s palace—a being forged by rage and sorrow, poised to exact vengeance. But as the weight of her choices bears down on her, the question remains: will she destroy everything she once loved, or will she find a way to reclaim her humanity? Echoes Of A Shared Past is a tale of love, loss, and the consuming power of vengeance. In a world where ambition and destiny collide, Amelia’s journey is a haunting reminder that the cost of revenge is often far greater than imagined.

In the realm of super-hit masterpieces, one glance is all it takes to realize you can't afford to miss out! The adorable little one hangs on the brink of peril, in desperate need of treatment. But fear not, for the seal is about to be broken, heralding the return of the sovereign! Once more, the divine healer of the primordial age emerges. With the unveiling, the golden needles shall traverse the realms, as the sovereign returns, carrying the adorable little one. Together, they shall defy the laughter of a myriad worlds! And there's more to the tale! The stunningly aloof mother, who also happens to be a formidable CEO, joins the fray and becomes a part of their journey!

If I am to make it out of here alive I can not wake the man who I choose to go home with. Of all nights to get pushed over the edge, why did I have to go home with someone. But I needed to get my mind off the fact my boyfriend of 3 years just dumped me after graduation. So here I am. Trying to pull my panties out from under Jacob? Jackson? Crap. If there was ever a story to judge me it’s this one. ‘Andrea Fray, if u don’t come down I’m leaving’ a text flashed on my phone. Great my best friend was leaving me to walk or hail a cab. Who needs underwater, right. It’s been 6 weeks since my drunken one night stand and I’m sitting here in the bathroom of the apartment Denise ‘Nessi’ and I share as she hugs me. “‘it’s ok, we can figure it out, we don’t have to return to the pack next week, I’m sure we can tell ur dad something to get out of the pairing ceremony.” The pairing ceremony was a chance for all packs to join and a few from over seas, to come together and find their mates, it goes on for 2 weeks for maximum pairing. But I know if I find my mate there is no chance he will be able to accept another and child. I’m daughter to the most powerful pack of North America, the Blood Rain pack. I cannot return carrying a child when I am not claimed. Being pregnant and unclaimed was very bad, usually females who got pregnant with another males pup who wasn’t their mate, were killed because her mate didn’t want to raise another wolfs pup. I don’t think my father could protect me seeing as how it was one of the laws he introduced when he rose to power. It was the first night of the pairing ceremony and alphas rolled in with their unmated pack members and usually a few warriors from their packs. There was well over 10,000 by now. I was headed to the kitchen to sneak a little snack when a delicious smell took me to the front door. The smell of fresh rain and mint, just mouthwatering. There he stood, 6’4” black wavy hair, muscles straining his white button up was showing off the outline of an 8 pack. MATE! Crap….