Cursed Sharingan

“I lost everything again...?” Kain had to work hard to feed himself, in a small village on the edge of the forbidden lands. Unlike the others, he hated Keepers, the only people capable of fighting the creatures from the Astral Dimension. Everyone saw them as heroes, but Kain blamed them for the greatest tragedy of his life - the death of his parents. Ironically, the sacrifice of one Keeper allowed Kain to obtain a Rune Brand - the key to begin a trial, the outcome was either power or death. Facing another world, Kain discovered that his blood was cursed, and misfortune would always haunt him. But death would avoid Kain, wanting to keep such a valuable sacrifice for a god. Only failure would await him, but if it was possible death would pass by. Now, Kain must break his curse and take fate into his own hands for the first time in his life or remain a nameless offering.

William Jaeger is a blacksmith known for the legacy of his family name. Tired of living under its shadow, he leaves it all behind in search of a new path. With nothing but determination, he returns to the quiet town of Aoba to start over. But his peaceful life shatters after a chance encounter with a mysterious woman—one that pulls him into a world far more dangerous than he ever imagined.

Meili is a once-in-a-generation beauty raised in secrecy in the inner courtyards. To keep her safe from the palace concubine selections, her family conspires to make everyone, including her, believe that she's ugly. The secret's revealed when 3 peeping Tom’s get more than they bargained for spying on the 'ugly sister' bathing. The perverts are best friends, a young commander, the second prince, and an admired poet, and the 3 young men compete fiercely for her affections. As Meili emerges from 16 years in seclusion, her deeply rooted body dysmorphia has hilarious consequences as she misreads her interactions with men and proves to be a far more complex puzzle to woo than any of them are equipped for. A cdrama romcom where a young girl is a glittering prize trying her hardest not to be won. [#teen #lovequadrangle #historicalromance #romcom #chinesedrama #sweetromance] EXTRACT: Meili slipped out of her robe and sat on a ledge in the warm pool. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, tiny silver bells tinkled as she moved. It felt wonderful to be free of her chest binding. It was starting to get quite painful. She didn't dare stop wearing it in case it encouraged her already disconcertingly large breasts to keep expanding. It was onto this scene that the Commander, the Prince and the poet happened, as they soundlessly raised their heads above the peaked roofline. For a full minute not one of them moved or breathed. Her long hair covered her generous curves, allowing tantalising glimpses. She reached behind her neck to push back her hair. Commander Bai, realising what was about to happen, clamped each of his hands firmly over the eyes of the Prince and Tan Bowen. A fight broke out on the ridge-line as the men clawed and scratched in a panicked attempt to see what came next. Meili looked up in fright, just as the commander forcefully pushed his two friends, sliding them down the steep rooftop. For just a split second, the eyes of Commander Bai and Meili met.

What will it be like to explore an unknown world beyond the mountain? Neim and Duis set out to explore This World.

Crown Prince Thomas Crowne was perfectly fine waiting to join the knighthood until he was older. His attempts at escape may suggest otherwise, but he truly didn't want the classification of adult that the knights gain. Then his mage trainer High Mage Lord Odin Periwinkle was removed from the castle for an issue that wasn't true. Without his trainer's support, Thomas decides it's better to gain distance from his parents' foolish actions and thoughts by joining the knighthood. Fifteen is the minimum age and even if his father tries to refuse him, he'll figure out the way. Because living as the child of a king that punishes his top mage for no reason is not his desire at all.

A mysterious young man opened his eyes out of nowhere—lost in an endless void. He remembered nothing. Not his name, not his past, not even what it meant to be alive. And the first thing he felt… was pain. Unimaginable pain. Over and over again. He died thousands of times before he truly awoke. When his eyes opened once more, the first thing he saw was a celestial beauty. But unfortunately, she didn’t care about him—only about his strangeness and the mystery surrounding his existence. Alone, confused, and with no knowledge of the world he’s been thrown into, he starts to walk a path he doesn’t even understand— [A story about pain, tragedy, hatred, revenge... and love.]

Carmela never wanted to marry Logan Cross, the cursed and forsaken fifth prince. Thrown into exile within a desolate palace, he was treated as if he didn’t exist, unloved and unwanted. When Carmela's family was forced to sacrifice one of their daughters to wed him, she was chosen against her will. Filled with resentment, she treated Logan with cruelty, neglected him, and ultimately betrayed him. She eloped with another man only to learn too late that he had used her to gain wealth and power, all while secretly loving her own sister. By the time she realized her mistake, Logan had already risen to the throne, no longer the powerless outcast she once scorned. And his first act as king? Sentencing his unfaithful wife to death. As the guillotine fell, Carmela closed her eyes, awaiting the end. But when she opened them again, she was back in her wedding gown ten years in the past. This time, she will not make the same mistakes. She will love Logan, cherish him, and protect him from the fate that once awaited them both. But will he ever trust her after everything she had done? And more importantly, is the curse truly as simple as everyone believes? --Excerpt The iron scent of blood filled the air. Carmela’s knees ached against the cold, hard platform as rough hands forced her down, the heavy chains around her wrists biting into her flesh. The crowd below roared in anticipation, their faces filled with scorn, with hatred. She wanted to scream, to tell them she wasn’t the same woman who had once scorned their king. But it was too late. Above her, the executioner stood poised, his hands gripping the lever of the guillotine. The sharp steel glinted under the dim sunlight, its edges stained with old blood. "Adulteress," the royal advisor announced. "Traitor to the Crown. Unworthy of His Majesty’s mercy." Carmela lifted her head, her tear-streaked face searching for him. And there he was. Logan Cross. No longer the outcast prince she had once abandoned, no longer the quiet, unwanted shadow that the world ignored. Now, he was a king a powerful, terrifying one. His once hollow golden eyes burned with icy fury, his lips pressed in a firm line. He sat on his throne, watching as justice was carried out, unmoved. She had done this. She had pushed him away. Betrayed him. Left him to suffer alone. And yet, she had loved him too late, far too late. "Your Majesty," the executioner spoke, awaiting his command. Logan’s gaze met hers for the briefest moment, filled with something she could no longer understand. "Proceed," he said. Carmela's breath hitched as the blade came down. Darkness consumed her. Then— She woke.

Augustus, a young boy born in a loving family, navigating his ways throughout this life while facing the ups and downs only to carry out the ultimate purpose of facing the impossible in the near future, he is chosen for. #fantasy #action #romance #reincarnation email : singhtasorav@gmail.com

In a world where magic shapes destiny, she was born without it. But that isn’t her greatest burden. A curse coils around her soul, unseen yet relentless, slowly unraveling her life thread by thread. Desperate for a cure, she joins a band of warriors on a perilous quest, hoping to find salvation before time runs out. But fate has other plans. Tasked with protecting a child destined to save the world, she’s thrown into a battle far greater than herself. As she faces monsters, sorcery, and the ghosts of her past, one question remains—can she outrun her curse long enough to change the course of history? Only time will tell.

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

A Korean teen named: Kodak finds himself moving to Japan. After an accident at a martial arts tournament caused by him. But his bad luck continues as he finds out his mother and sister were murdered and his father is nowhere to be found. He soon discovers that he's descendants of a clan from back in the Heian period, & learns of a power used from the powers of death and suffering known as: Revenant. Will he find out how cursed revenant truly is?

In the kingdom of Varenthia, the Black Star marks the cursed—those doomed to suffering and death. Rael Veyne was born weak, abandoned, and powerless. But when an ancient entity offers him forbidden strength in exchange for his soul, he takes the deal without hesitation. Now, his body is stronger, his senses sharper, and his hunger… inhuman. Branded a monster, Rael is hunted by knights and captured by the ruthless yet mysterious Selene Drakos. But instead of execution, the king offers him a choice—fight in a war against horrors beyond imagination or be erased from existence. To survive, Rael must embrace the abyss within him. But as his power grows, so does the darkness inside. And in a world where love is a weakness, can he hold onto his humanity… or will he become the very nightmare he fears?

A boy forgotten by the world—because he had allowed it. Born into a world that had once given him hope, he must create his path, with no past life to anchor from. The past never fades, even a millennia later. Ancient relics were lost but unearthed once again. The gods may have placed it there but for a good reason. Not to be touched, away from the unworthy.

In the crumbling Kingdom of Valon, haunted by the remnants of a shadow realm long forgotten, Eleonora is an apothecary, capable of healing both bodies and souls with her unique gift. Despite being looked down upon by the many residents of the village for a crime she never committed, Eleonora spends her days brewing potions and helping those in need. So, when she comes across an injured soldier in the dead of the night, bleeding and left there to die, Eleonora doesn't think much before bringing him back to her little cottage. Her world is upended when the mysterious stranger turns out to be the Crown Prince, infamous for his cruel and merciless ways. Eleonora avoids the nobles just as fire avoids water, keeping her distance from them and, in turn, her life safe. But when Prince Callahan starts showing up everywhere she goes, Eleonora realises her days are numbered and her life span significantly reduced. After all, what could a man — rumoured to speak to wraiths haunting the shadow realm and accused of murdering his father, the last ruler, in cold blood — want from a nobody like her?

Armaros Dawnbringer, is the male child of the Dawnbringer family of the Human Empire. He is a reincarnator, however he didn't have any gifts from the rebirth, and the only thing he has experienced was pain. He only felt pain whenever he fought and continued to suffer due to his shortcomings in this next life. But not wanting a repeat of his own previous life, he has decided to brave through all of it and now live a much better life in the new world of magic. "What can I say? Magic is a pain. Then again, only someone who is cursed by the world would be like me." Disclaimer: The Image used does not belong to me.

Eli’s life takes a terrifying turn when he finds an old, forgotten mirror hidden in his basement. Drawn to it by strange whispers, he unlocks a dark secret—a parallel world where twisted versions of himself and others are trapped inside shattered reflections. Desperate to escape, Eli makes a horrifying choice, only to find that he has unknowingly opened a door that can never be closed. As his reflection begins to bleed into reality, Eli faces the terrifying realization that the mirror’s curse isn’t just about looking into it—it’s about becoming it. With his body and soul pulled into a distorted version of his own life, Eli is forced to confront a version of himself he can never escape. In the end, Eli’s desperate attempt to shatter the mirror only traps him forever, his reflection now a nightmarish entity—bound to the glass for eternity, screaming as he fades into darkness.

"Natalia Herrera grew up as the daughter of an omega stripper, mocked and looked down upon. But when she shifts for the first time, she discovers she's not an omega—she's an Alpha. Now at Welma Academy, a prestigious werewolf school, Natalia must prove she belongs. But when she meets Nathan Argent, the academy’s strongest Alpha, one word changes everything. Mate. An outcast and a king—can fate be wrong?"

Leena never believed in fate—until he came for her. Morwan is dark, dangerous, and obsessed with her in a way she can’t explain. His touch awakens something deep inside her, something forbidden… something lost. But when King Valric steps back into her life, offering protection and a future, the war between past and present begins. Two powerful men. One heart caught in the storm. And a bond that should never have existed. Possessive romance | Intense longing | A love written in blood is this okay

Evelyn Bell a girl from the clan of life magic users known as the 'Bell Clan' growing up a prodigy, born with an extreme life magic and expected to be the next top power in the clan. She was cocky and tended to look down on others including her mentors. When she was sixteen, she ended up injuring herself and now she has to relearn everything from the start. Will she learn to be humble and succeed or will her pride be her downfall.

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.

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Cursed from birth, Ash has spent his life battling the darkness within. When his mother's sickness gets worse, he must leave his home and venture into a world that fears him. Ash faces ancient secrets, forbidden magic, and a fate that could either save or destroy him.

Zenji was born a prince, but every year on his birthday, someone dies. When his mother becomes the next victim, his father casts him out, calling him cursed. Alone in an abandoned house, Zenji is haunted by nightmares—dark whispers, glowing eyes, and a chilling voice offering a deal. Is he truly cursed, or is something far more terrifying at play? As dreams and reality blur, Zenji must uncover the truth before it's too late. Cursed Cycle is a story of fate, fear, and the price of secrets.

Kael was once a man who controlled the threads of fate, a master of luck and misfortune. But death came for him, and with it, a rebirth into a new world—a world of cultivation and power. Here, the Luck Path exists, a dangerous path where fortune can be manipulated to either elevate or destroy. Armed with the remnants of his former abilities, Kael navigates this ruthless world, using his cunning and ruthless nature to climb the ranks. But as he weaves fate for his own benefit, the consequences of his manipulations begin to catch up with him, leading him down a path where the cost of controlling destiny may be more than he's willing to pay.

After the defeat of the Demon Queen, peace settles over the world. But that peace comes with a cost. Society develops a deep prejudice against black hair, as it reminds them of the fallen queen. This stigma leads to ongoing violence against those with black hair, who are often targeted as demons. "There will be an end to all this bloodshed, and if there isn't any change... I will destroy this so-called peaceful world."