Bnha One Of Those

Dani, a 17 year-old boy who believes he's just an NPC in a fantasy world trying to survive while being magicless, or is he?

Marked by birth to serve and dedicate her mortal life to the Namelessly one, Maeveth had always comprehended that her life would never truly belong to her. With ebon skin, midnight hair, exquisitely slanted ears, she bore every trait of a Bride of the Nameless one, save for the singular dissimilarity that set them apart from elves: ancient magic pulsing beneath their veins. Yet she also understood that, so long as she abided beyond the elves’ reach, she could indulge in a semblance of freedom. But that fragile thought began to scatter when darkness befell her home; her mother and sister perished under ominous circumstances, driving Maeveth to believe that this was punishment from the Nameless one. Maeveth had no other option but to accept the life bestowed upon her. For two years, she had known only the cold console of solitude. But when Gravhan, the formidable King of the dark elves, laid eyes on her, he was resolute in his desire to claim her at any cost even if it meant abducting her to his castle. As days passed, the line between what is proscribed and what is right began to fade. Maeveth stood not only on the brink of surrendering her heart but also of provoking the Nameless one's wrath, and the calamitous punishment that would follow.

In the floating world of Gaia, where magic obeys logic and every spell demands a price, Deton Martin—an abrasive, self-taught mage raised on forbidden cult lore—wants only solitude and study. But after a chaotic conflict forces him to reveal the potential of his magecraft, his name explodes across the arcane underground, drawing the eyes of the faculty of Varncrest Institute: the most prestigious—and perilous—academy of magic in the skies. Dragged into a brutal world of magical duels, sentient relics, and elite bloodline politics, Deton is anything but compliant. As rival factions circle and hidden powers stir, Deton must walk the fine line between survival and silence, knowing that Varncrest is only the beginning—and Gaia itself may yet tremble under the weight of his magecraft.

Fantasi | Petualangan | Komedi | Aksi | Coming-of-Age | Supernatural | Shounen | Misteri | Slice of Life Di tempat di mana rumah bisa berbentuk jamur raksasa, roti bisa meledak di lidah, dan kekuatan bisa diwarisi lewat darah dan mimpi—lahirlah seorang pemuda dengan rambut merah menyala dan semangat yang lebih panas dari apinya sendiri. Hariel Achilla, si bocah api dari Inspiriaville, adalah kekacauan berjalan yang bermimpi besar: menaklukkan langit dan menemukan ZERO ONE, harta karun legendaris yang dipercaya mampu mengabulkan keinginan terdalam siapa pun yang menemukannya. Namun, jalan menuju langit bukan sekadar lintasan awan. Ia harus melewati ujian demi ujian, dimulai dari Hutan Onivira, tempat legenda dan bahaya hidup berdampingan. Di sana, Hariel menghadapi monster raksasa, teka-teki masa lalu, dan pertanyaan besar: apa makna kekuatan sejati? Berbekal kekuatan misterius bernama ZEVA, tawa yang tak pernah padam, dan dukungan dari desa penuh keajaiban, Hariel memulai petualangan yang bukan hanya akan mengubah dirinya—tapi juga mungkin mengguncang dunia. ZERO ONE: ONE HOPE adalah kisah tentang api yang tak bisa padam, mimpi yang terlalu besar untuk ditertawakan, dan tekad seorang bocah untuk menjadikan legenda sebagai takdirnya. Teruntuk kalian yang tumbuh dengan semangat shounen, mencintai dunia penuh warna seperti One Piece, dan mendambakan kisah petualangan yang membakar semangat — cerita ini ditulis untuk kalian. Selamat datang di perjalanan menuju langit.

One night with a stranger. One secret she swore to take to the grave. Two years later, Lyra Lawson never expected to clean the suite of the man she once gave everything to — including a son he doesn’t know exists. Zane Hogan is powerful, rich… and dangerously curious. He doesn’t remember her. But he’s watching. Asking questions. Getting too close. And Lyra? She’s running out of lies. Because the billionaire she slept with… is her baby’s father.

"In a world where death grants strength, one soul was never meant to follow the system-he was meant to break it." Summoned by a goddess into the war-torn realm of Velmora, 18-year-old Riku awakens in a body not his own, bound by a brutal rule: Every time he dies, he may claim any power he desires. But in doing so, he loses all others. To gain fire, he must give up shadow. To wield speed, he must abandon strength. To evolve, he must suffer-again and again. But unlike the hundreds of other "Reborn" before him-warriors who fell into madness after cycling through powers-Riku's soul doesn't fracture. His mind doesn't fade. And his spirit grows stronger with each death. That's when the Goddess of Rebirth appears to him again-revealing a secret that could unmake the gods themselves: Riku's soul is not bound to a single path. His very being is the Origin. Now hunted by celestial guardians, feared by corrupted Reborn, and stalked by a forgotten deity sealed beneath the world.

A bored god abducted the souls of those who died in different worlds for his personal fun, in other to enjoy, he created a world where those souls would be given a new life and powers in other to try and survive at least two to three days, but for his plan to succeed, he attacks the other world. those who leave in his imagination are named the residence and this world is his hell's play ground.

A tale of blood, dreams, betrayal… and becoming divine. Born on a night when destiny bled and fate cried, Aaradhya Singh Rajput was never meant to live an ordinary life. Raised amidst the ashes of a royal massacre, exiled before she took her first breath, and worshipped by a land she had never seen—her birth was not just survival, it was prophecy. But Aaradhya is no chosen one. She is a cursed flame. A girl with blood on her name and visions in her sleep. Through scattered dreams, she begins to witness phrases, moments, faces—the future, unfolding like a puzzle no one else can see. With each nightmare, a truth is revealed. With each truth, a memory of her forgotten homeland bleeds through her veins. Behind her innocent eyes hides the fury of a fallen empire. As she grows, so does her forbidden love—with a boy tied to her soul, bound by childhood, broken by fate, and ignited by lust. Their romance burns too fast, too wild... in shadows. But destiny isn't done testing her. Aaradhya must rise. Not just as a daughter of tragedy… but as a divine reckoning. To reclaim her throne, to avenge the blood of her ancestors, and to dismantle the empire that shattered her lineage—she must choose: To forgive... or to set the world on fire.

An unexpected journey took a group of university students into a secret room from which, upon returning, they began to disappear one by one. In order to unravel the mystery, they joined forces, traversing heaven and earth, diving deep into seas, crossing the farthest corners of the world, and even daring to time travel, only to find that behind each puzzle lay yet another.

The world didn't end with a bang. No fire. No warning. Just silence. Jason Wright and his family now live buried beneath the surface, sealed in a high-tech bunker designed for survival—not comfort. With no messages from the outside and no clear explanation for the collapse, days blur into one another. Their only certainty is isolation. But what really happened out there? Was it a disaster... or something intentional? Is there still life beyond the bunker walls? Are their friends, lovers, extended family still alive—or long gone? How long can a family endure in such close confinement before old roles shift and new attractions emerge? Can Jason carry the weight of responsibility when the world above offers no answers—and the world below begins to fracture? And if he ever gets out of the bunker... what will Jason find waiting for him outside? — Author Notes — This is my first novel. It’s a character-driven, slow-burn psychological drama set in a post-apocalyptic bunker, exploring the effects of prolonged isolation, moral collapse, and shifting family dynamics. The story includes mature themes and emotional complexity. >Content Warnings / Themes: #Incest (gradual tension, emotional and/or physical) #Moral ambiguity #Post-apocalyptic survival #Isolation & mental strain #Power dynamics within a confined space #Yuri >Why I’m Writing This: I'm writing this story to push my own boundaries as a author and to explore difficult questions about ethics, survival, and human psychology when stripped of societal norms. This project is a learning process for me. I'm not aiming for perfection—I’m aiming to grow. So if you read this and feel something—anything—I’d truly appreciate hearing your thoughts. Constructive criticism is more than welcome, whether it’s about pacing, dialogue, characters, or anything else. Please let me know what worked for you and what didn’t. Thanks for giving it a chance.

"She was never meant to be seen. He was never meant to exist." In the quiet town of Gloria, Aidan lives in hiding—his blood potent, his identity dangerous. Bound by a secret past and the weight of a curse, he crafts potions for survival and watches over his younger twin, Adeena. When an invitation arrives for a royal ball in the capital, Aidan makes a choice that will haunt him: he lets her go. Dressed in borrowed silk and escorted by a paid chaperone, Adeena enters a world of chandeliers, masks, and veiled intentions. Aidan stays behind... at first. But when his uncle warns him of a shadow moving within the palace—one that knows what he is—Aidan infiltrates the event, unseen, cloaked in secrecy. The ball ends in fire. The girl vanishes. Aidan’s blood can heal—but not rewind time.Adeena smiled as the violins swelled. Draped in sapphire blue, her hair pinned with borrowed pearls, she looked older than her years—almost noble. No one in that ballroom knew she’d come from a forgotten village. No one knew her chaperone was paid. No one suspected the boy who sent her here was watching from above. Aidan stood among the shadows of the chandelier beams, breath held tight, gaze fixed only on her. He was never meant to be seen—not here, where his father’s face might be recognized in his own. Eldric gave the signal. Everything’s fine. But it wasn’t. A woman in red silk approached Adeena. She smiled too much. She moved too slowly. And when she touched Adeena’s hand—just a brush—Aidan flinched. That’s not Dahlia, he thought. And it’s not Mary. The chandeliers exploded. The glass rained like cursed snow. By the time Aidan reached the ballroom floor, Adeena was gone. Turning is a gothic fantasy of stolen identities, cursed bloodlines, and a brother’s descent into a world that was never meant to remember him. For readers of Heaven Official’s Blessing, Who Made Me a Princess, and The Abandoned Empress.

In a world shattered by endless wars, drowned in the blood of forgotten empires, and ruled from the shadows by slumbering gods and silent cults, a man awakens in a body that does not belong to him. His name is Vance—or so he remembers. Thrust into a realm where faith is weaponized, power is ascended through madness, and the divine slumbers beneath the skin of reality, Vance finds himself hunted by histories not his own and memories that refuse to die. The world offers no mercy. Ascension is the only answer. Yet every step upward is paid for in a loss of self. Faced with echoes of lives long dead and truths that should have remained buried, Vance must choose: To evolve… or to perish. But in a universe where gods are broken and sanity is currency, the price of survival may be far greater than death.

Thin cracks began to spread across the sky, like threads unraveling the vast heavens. From those rifts emerged strange creatures — from a distant world, carrying a mysterious power no one fully understood. Humans learned to survive, then learned to fight back with that power. Mira lived an ordinary life until a shadowy figure stepped out from the void — awakening a quiet flame within her, urging her to seek answers to the unknown. Mira never truly knew what she was searching for. Inside her was only a vague, unnamable feeling, ignited by that shadowy figure. A cold emptiness gnawed at her heart, yet it was that very void that pushed her forward — forcing her to confront herself: who was she, did she truly long for anything, or was she just running from the emptiness itself?

Blood is strong, the most powerful resource with blood life is destroyed and taken for the use of others but there's one problem Akanana is dying out: the powerforce that keeps the world moving around gives blood its power. Those gifted with Akanana bends power beyond any mundane imagination, bending blood to their will elements to their call. Even control things that shouldn't exist with a twist of their finger

It’s not a place. It’s a calling. A fracture in the world. A truth that chooses—never the other way around. For decades, the Arena has summoned the young, forcing them to face legendary trials in a realm where gods, myths, and forgotten heroes whisper through time. Each summoned soul becomes a Receptacle, bound to a force from the past—gaining power, but at a cost. Khalem is sixteen. He has no weapon. No guide. No name to claim. And yet… the Arena calls him. Thrown into a world that should not see him, he must survive a trial written long before his birth—unarmed, unprepared, and uncertain of who, or what, waits on the other side. Because some truths do not grant strength. They demand it.

Aria West has built her life around control—polished, professional, and utterly untouchable. But one impulsive night in a hotel room with a stranger shatters her perfectly composed world. No names. No attachments. Just heat, passion… and a promise she thought would never come back to haunt her. Until he walks into her office weeks later—as her new CEO. Julian Roth is cold, brilliant, and dangerously charming. The man she spent the night with. The man whose family's downfall was linked to a case she unknowingly helped win years ago. Now, he holds the power to destroy everything she’s worked for—and she has no idea what he’s really after. As secrets unravel and sparks reignite, Aria is caught between the truth she buried and the man determined to unearth it. But Julian didn’t come back for revenge alone. He came back for her. One lie started it. One night changed everything. And some obsessions… refuse to stay in the dark. ---

In a world divided among users of Aura, Spirit, and Magic, the prestigious Arcana Academy stood as a beacon of power and ambition—a school where nobles and commoners alike clashed in a relentless struggle for status and recognition. It was here that Zavier, a quiet and brilliant teenager born into the bloodline of a Count, took his first tentative steps. Despite his noble heritage, Zavier carried a profound weakness: his practical magic was painfully weak. Beside him stood his newfound companions—Fenia Tera, the headmaster’s daughter, reserved yet talkative when immersed in books; Sera, the cold and formidable girl ranked among the top ten in the academy’s magic exams; Arven, a warm-hearted and resilient aura user from humble origins; and Olivia, the charismatic wielder of the fiery Spirit. Together, they would begin to unravel the dark mysteries lurking behind the ancient walls of Arcana Academy. But the lessons of magic were merely the surface. Beneath the trials and duels simmered an ancient force, slowly stirring back to life. Though Zavier lacked strong magic, he began to hear haunting whispers and glimpse unsettling visions—signals as if something was reaching out to him from the very shadows of the academy. Would Zavier uncover the hidden depths of his own power, or would he be consumed by the shadowy legacy he had inherited?

I'm just a normal person. Yes, a very normal person with a few hobbies like bullying evil spirits, burrowing money from my lazy boss, play poker here and there. Fry a few ghosts when feeling down to pair with alcohol. Life is just the way I like it. Until some idiots blew up my work place one day. I had no choice but to crawl my way up from underground to deal with this mess. Hm? Wait? Is that who I think it is? I think I just found my long lost husband?! Hey! That handsome young man over there! Yeah, you! Don't think you can escape from me!

In a world where magic pulses through every stone and shadow, three teenagers-Mathea, Jea, and Athena-are chosen by fate itself. Bound by a hidden legacy, they must navigate deadly realms, battle ancient creatures, and unlock their own untapped powers before a dark force consumes everything they love. But the greatest threat may be the secrets buried within their bloodlines.

The strongest god, revered for his mastery of the ultimate alchemy- Creation Magic and for a memory capacity unlike any other primordial, had grown bored of his boring existence watching energy flow in endless unpredictable ways through that black void of nothingness. Abandoning his miniature group of 'friends', he decided to descend into the mortal realms he had heard so much about. But not just any mortal realm: a legendary realm known to all primordial beings- A world called Earth. Finding himself in a new place and around humanity, he finds himself gaining knowledge and memories from his dreams. What does this entail? What do they mean? He intended to find out. Once he does, what will happen to him? What shall he do? Nonetheless, he continues to collect memories and make new memories, even if his original body and personality were to be lost along the way. Notice: I will now be posting this on RoyalRoad.com

Azka, bound by his mother's rules, is tempted to break them. A friend's invitation to go to a nightclub leads him on a dangerous adventure. Alcohol flows, causing Azka to lose control. Unbeknownst to him, he spends a hot night with a strange woman. Morning arrives, his body feels broken, sore, and aching. Red marks adorn his skin, while red circles on his wrists and ankles bear witness to the wild night he just had. Dizziness and confusion overwhelm him. He tries to remember what happened, but only vague fragments come to mind. Regret and fear begin to gnaw at his heart. "Why did I end up like this?" he thinks. His mother's orders not to drink alcohol and go to nightclubs ring in his ears. Guilt engulfs him, imagining the consequences he will face. "I told you, Azka! Don't wander around at night, especially to nightclubs and drink alcohol!" his mother shouts in frustration. "Your alcohol tolerance is low, Azka! You can't drink alcohol!"

Cold. That was Lucas’s first thought upon waking in the Tower of Arrival—a vast, echoing chamber of stone and silence. His memories were scattered, fractured, lost to a storm he couldn’t name. Around him, others stirred—strangers as hollow-eyed and disoriented as he was. None of them knew why they were here. None of them remembered who they had been. Before questions could take shape, a figure of light appeared—a holographic echo wrapped in robes of gold. It offered no comfort. Only truth. “You are far from home. But your home is no more.” The voice warned them not to chase the past. That their memories were shards of a shattered world, and seeking them would only bring pain. Instead, they were told to start anew in Hollowrest—a frontier town carved into the edge of survival, flanked by the haunted ruins of the east and the war-born might of the northern Iron Confederacy. They were free, the figure said. Free to choose their path. Free to live and die by their own will. And to aid them, it offered a gift: The System. A tool of power. A tether to progression. A curse in disguise. Then it vanished, and the world began. Lucas should have moved forward like the others. He should have chosen a guild, built a new life, played the game the world demanded. But something inside him screamed. A whisper. A spark. A question that refused to fade: Who was I… before all this? And worse—why does the act of remembering make him forget even more?