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I really thought that—I have no superpowers. Usually at the age of 16, that is when it would start to manifest to every individual living on Earth. But nothing happened with mine—Zero, Nada, Zilch. I've turned 16, 17 until 22, still nothing. So I thought that I'm the only anomaly, in a world full of heroes and villains with superpowers, from a kid displaying monstrous strength to a girl that can control every hair in her body. And I mean every hair. Ahem. I'm always alone, no friends, no parents... only massive debts. I work like a dog everyday as if it's my last, never even thought about daydreaming about anything. That is a luxury that is alien to me. Later I found out, dreaming is my superpowers. I can turn it to reality. But here is the catch... I'm not that.... creative.?

Fang Ze transmigrated to a world filled with superpowers and became a police. Initially, he planned to carry out his duties diligently. However, by chance, he discovered that his true identity was actually a criminal who had been arrested. The police faked his identity and made him believe that he was one of them. Then, they utilized his remaining memories to solve the case and identify his accomplices. They had set up a huge operation and were ready to capture him and his accomplices at any time! Fortunately, he acquired a superpower called the Midnight Investigation Room. At midnight every day, he could conduct an investigation on a chosen target. During his investigation, not only could he hear the actual thoughts running through the head of his subject, he could also acquire different items based on the value of the information he collected. Some of the items he acquired included: a mushroom that could sustain its host’s beauty forever; a credit card that allowed its users to loan from the future unlimitedly; a loyal assassin troop that lurked in the shadow; a demon eye that allowed its user to pry into the other world; a kobold that could learn and train with double efficiency on behalf of its master; seeds that could be attached to enemies’ bodies to make them puppets; and tapes that could transform human bodies into rocks when applied. In order to resolve his crisis, he collected information and investigated the case while improving his ability and expanding his influence. Unfortunately, he uncovered an even bigger scheme after solving his case. This entire world turned out to be a scheme! Many years later, Fang Ze sat on the throne of the King of Darkness. Accumulated beneath his throne were the countless skulls of his enemies.

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

A white witch... . A demon...... A grim reaper, all in the same mansion and each has their own problems. A girl who was prophesied to be the only one who could kill the demon ended up falling for him, the demon whose aim was to kill the person threatening his life with the help of the witches ...."Xavier, call me Xavier " "I'm a servant and I can't call you by your name" "please" and with the magic word, Hazel gave in "X-Xavier" for some reason, it sounded like a melody to Xavier's ear. He leaned closer pinning her, Hazel knew what was about to happen but she didn't want that knowing how her body reacts to his touch, she struggled to get free and as he noticed,he held her hands above her head with one arm and with the other he raised her chin up to meet his eyes. Hazel was breathing heavily at this point. "X-Xavier" she called to get his attention as it was on her lips, he looked at her and interrupted her next words "I love you and I mean it" and with that he crashed his lips on hers without warning

In a distant land, the races of demons and gods once coexisted peacefully in this world. The demon clan held dominion over darkness, while the divine race commanded light, and for ages they dwelled in harmonious accord. Yet when their contention for the right to the humans' faith reached its zenith, the great War of Divinity and Damnation erupted, shattering reality into countless fragmented worlds. Through millennia of strife and rebirth, humanity has risen to rebuild civilization and claim mastery over this realm. Yet the warring factions of demons and gods persist in their endless meddling and scheming to seize control. Behold how young Jason will ascend to become the Prophet and overturn the established order.

Jason Adams died forty years after the world changed. He didn't awaken powers but survived while crawling in the mud, hiding from monsters and awakeners alike—those who don't have power become the slaves of those who do have powers. But at the end of his life, he was blessed with a do-over, able to go back in time five years before the world changed to build a harem that would be fanatically loyal to him—the Fluid system- binding women to him in return for making them Awaken and become stronger. Be warned, it's an R-18 smut harem with a lot of lemons. (Taboo.) This is a re-upload, as someone thought my first go-around was too spicy. So it will take me some time to unspicify it some for the weak masses.

The THE ALMIGHTY FUNCTION CREATION SYSTEM. User will be able to make different types of function as he wished without limitation. What will happen when a person got Overpowered System, Do you wants to know what is going to happen Let's Dive in this Magical Journey ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Support !!

World has been replaced by humans except one person named "Anhil Hussan".

poetry and random stuff I made up, not only as a coping mechanism. but also as a way to let my mind not explode. (figuratively)

David Harrier was a ruthless small-time gang leader, feared on the streets—until the night he let his guard down. The woman in his bed was a trap, rigged with a bomb by his enemies. She exploded. He died. But death wasn’t the end. He awakens in a nightmarish battle royale where thousands fight for survival under the gaze of the Master of Reincarnation. The rules are simple: Only the top 10 earn a second life. Refusing to kill means ceasing to exist. Your performance determines your talent in your next life. David fights his way through the slaughter, becoming one of the strongest contenders. Then, everything goes dark. When he wakes again, he’s not on Earth anymore. He’s been reborn in a world recovering from an apocalypse, where lords rule over crumbling territories and every person awakens a unique ability at eighteen. Thanks to his past victory, he gains a power like no other—Acceleration, allowing him to bend time itself. Armed with this ability and an evolving gun, he carves his path through war, politics, and abyssal horrors… rising from nothing to become the fastest lord of the apocalypse.

"Want to get famous? You know where to find me!” ----------------- Darius had nothing going for him. Ever since he could remember, he had been treated as absolute trash by his boss, who was one of the greatest scouts for actors, singers, idols, and anything you could think of. However, everything changed one day when a truck rammed into him and sent him back in time to start his career as a nobody. But, this time, he hadn’t returned empty-handed. He received a great talent that would make him the best Manager the world had ever seen. 【Talent Booster: You can increase the talent of those close to you. The closer and more intimate they are, the better the skill's effects will be.】 You can’t sing? Sleep with me, and you’ll win a Grammy. You can’t act? Sleep with me, and you’ll win an Oscar You’re talentless? Sleep with me, and I’ll make you whatever you desire. ----------------- Disclaimer: This book has mature content. Discord link: https://discord.gg/Z9pY9tE9e8 For Spicy Pictures, join my Patreon: https://tinyurl.com/NaughtyJ

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….

This is a short story about Claire

The protagonist of the novel faced a great deal of misfortune right from birth. The mother once wanted to strangle the protagonist, and the grandmother also insulted the protagonist, calling him/her a freak and a jinx. Fortunately, the maternal grandmother adopted the protagonist, and the protagonist spent an innocent childhood by her side. The protagonist discovered that he/she was different from ordinary people. He/she was an intersex person, whose gender was difficult to distinguish, with one half being feminine and the other half masculine. The protagonist could see ghosts and inherited the mantle of his/her semi-immortal maternal grandmother. The protagonist realized that he/she was a girl but was different from ordinary girls. In terms of emotions, the protagonist has liked the male lead since childhood. However, if he/she undergoes surgery to become a real woman, his/her special abilities will be destroyed, which puts the protagonist in a dilemma. In addition to the supernatural elements, the story also includes the development of the emotional storyline. The plot is full of ups and downs and is novel. The foreshadowing is well-placed and the plot points are interlinked. Some readers commented that they felt a strong sense of immersion, and some were even moved to tears.

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Lilith was disowned by her father when she was eighteen years. She came in contact with a vampire princes who offered her a job in the place. Her job is to help the Vampire King find happiness and also fall in love. The job was difficult. Do you think she would be able to help him find happiness?

A group of desperate individuals risk their lives on a perilous sea journey in an overcrowded fishing boat, seeking a better future. Their hopes are tested as they face the harsh realities of the open sea , including hunger, thirst, and the constant threat of the unpredictable sea. A sudden storm throws their already fragile journey into chaos, forcing them to confront their fears and the very real possibility of failure as they struggle to survive.

Do you believe in the multiverse? That somehow, somewhere, there's another "you" living their lives parallel to yours. How similar would their life be? How different would their's be? Jayce is an unfortunate individual who gets the opportunity to answer these questions firsthand. Thrown into a new, dangerous world, Jayce has to face the monstrosities set before him in order to survive to see another day. With death looming over his head, his only hope is to rely on whatever his parallel self has left him. In a parallel universe set 5 years in the future, can Jayce trust his own knowledge and interpretation of his future self to keep himself afloat?