Ash Wins The Kalos League

In the nation of Avrael, power is both a blessing and a curse. Sixteen-year-old Ayato Daath, a poor orphan, had always hoped to live unnoticed in the shadows of the city. But when he is forced to undergo The Rite of Manifestation, the ritual that determines one’s magical potential, his worst fear comes true—he is an Elite. Now torn from the only life he’s ever known, Ayato is thrust into a brutal world of magic, bloodshed, and treacherous politics. In a society where the strong prey on the weak, where rival factions scheme in the dark, and where a single misstep could mean death, Ayato must quickly learn one thing—adapt, or perish. And one thing Ayato already knows is that in Avrael, only the ruthless survive.

In the realms above, supernatural beings of unfathomable magnificence exist, far beyond mortal comprehension. These divinities wield unimaginable power, capable of obliterating worlds with a mere breath. However, what unfolds when these gods meet their demise? Set in a remote corner of the vast universe, long after the apocalyptic Thousand Millennium War of the Heavenly Beasts and Deities, this tale delves into a forgotten world. Here, the ashes of fallen gods descend upon an insignificant pebble, adrift amidst the cosmic tapestry of space and time. Their impact alters the life of a proud young man, who embraces the abrupt changes thrust upon his world. Refusing to yield to the clutches of fate and karma, he dares to defy the heavens themselves. Will he triumph over an insurmountable destiny, or succumb to fate like gods of unimaginable might did before him? The dreams of a deceased deity and the fate of a dying world hang precariously, hinged upon the future of this young man. He treads upon an endless bridge, forged from the corpses of the fallen. Unlock this epic saga of death, sorrow, war, blood, love, vengeance, and triumph with your own eyes. *** You can also reach out to: Discord:https://discord.com/invite/QQ3vybav Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=9xjl0tq1cs3e&utm_content=qx5nrdu

After witnessing a African born wrestler win the WWL world heavyweight championship, Adonis leaves his home and continent to try and make a name for himself in the world of Wrestling. However, due to being talentless, Adonis was about to be fired, but by some twist of fate he unlocks a system that helps him to keep his job. Now the real question is will he be able to rise in the world of wrestling with the help of the system?

Follow the captivating journey of Ken Takagi, a high school baseball prodigy whose dreams were shattered by a devastating shoulder injury during a crucial match. After being forced to quit baseball and become a regular office worker, his life turns sour upon seeing his teammates compete on the professional level while he wallows in pain and self-pity. However, fate has other plans for Ken when he's granted a second chance, thrust back into his middle schooler self with a powerful ally—the Major League System. With a newfound opportunity to rewrite his destiny, Ken embarks on a quest to reclaim the glory he once lost. Armed with the Major League System, he navigates the challenges of adolescence, friendship, and the pursuit of greatness. As Ken strives to overcome the mistakes of his past and shape a future he can be proud of, readers are taken on an exhilarating ride through the world of baseball, where dreams are made and broken. Will Ken be able to rise above the setbacks, hone his skills, and fulfill his lifelong dream of becoming a professional baseballer? With the Major League System at his disposal, the journey is fraught with excitement, setbacks, and unexpected twists. This is a tale of resilience, redemption, and the pursuit of excellence—a story that will keep you eagerly turning the pages, yearning to see if Ken can hit a home run in rewriting his own destiny. Get ready for a thrilling exploration of passion, determination, and the unwavering spirit of a young athlete chasing greatness.

In a world where desire is power, Selene Valtoria, a fallen noblewoman, is cursed with a body that no man can resist and a mind sharper than any blade. Betrayed, sold into slavery, and forced into submission, she awakens an ancient, forbidden magic that allows her to turn the tables on those who seek to use her. Now, with lust as her greatest weapon, Selene must navigate a world where men crave her, women envy her, and enemies fear her. But as she walks the path of seduction and destruction, she must choose—consume the world in passion and vengeance, or surrender to a love that threatens to tame her darkness.

In a world where magic dictates destiny, your worth is determined by two things—Talent and Bloodline. Asvorn has neither. Branded as worthless from birth, he was abandoned by his parents and cast out of his village, left to survive on scraps and endure a life of scorn. For twenty-two years, he lived on the outskirts of society, invisible, unloved. But when starvation and despair push him to his limit, he makes a choice—to leave his wretched life behind and seek a future in the capital of Vaelthorin. Armed with nothing but sheer will and a makeshift weapon, he embarks on a journey riddled with danger, where even the weakest creatures could end his life. Yet, beneath his frail exterior, something stirs—something unseen, something forgotten. Is he truly worthless? Or is there more to his fate than what the world has decided for him? Asvorn’s journey has begun, and with it, the first embers of a fire long thought dead.

It is the year 2050, One of the world’s greatest assassins had fallen. Will his successor continue his legacy?

- WSA 2025 - Zane Thaleward has always lived in the shadow of his powerful family. Born into the famous Thaleward clan, known for their unbeatable magic barriers and legendary sealing spells, Zane is a disappointment. With the lowest potential ever recorded in the family, he’s been labeled the weakest—a title he can’t escape. Now in his third year at the prestigious Arcana Magic Academy, Zane struggles to survive among proud nobles and talented students who look down on him. Bullied and ignored, he feels trapped in a life where he’s expected to fail.

The only red nine-tailed fox in the world was born with an unfortunate fate. With her mother under suspicion of using magic tricks to bewitch her father, she became the shame of the illustrious royal family and was sent to be fostered in the Lower Realm. This is the story of the red nine-tailed fox, Lian Yu, of her various lives, her love, and her heartaches.

In a world where the strong reign and the weak are left behind, Riven is nothing more than an afterthought—a boy overshadowed by his powerful allies, mocked for his insignificance. Yet, beneath his seemingly ordinary exterior lies a strength he dares not unleash. When a devastating battle sends him plummeting into a forbidden land where no one survives, his allies mourn his death, believing their weakest link is gone forever. But Riven’s fall is only the beginning. Rescued by a mysterious figure, he endures a year of relentless training, forced to confront the truth about himself, his power, and the unseen forces shaping his destiny. Now, when his friends stand on the brink of destruction, Riven returns—not as the weakling they once knew, but as a force beyond their comprehension. The world will soon learn that the boy they overlooked is the one who will burn through the shadows and reshape their fate. But will his newfound strength be enough to stand against the unseen forces pulling the strings from the dark? The battle for survival has begun. And in the end, only ashes will remain.

Once, there was light. Once, there were men who believed in gods, who built their kingdoms atop the bones of the fallen and drank deep from the veins of the earth, thinking themselves mighty. But the light is gone now, and the gods have drowned in the black tide of their own deceit. The world is a vast and seething thing, its skies thick with smoke that does not rise from fire but from something deeper, older—something that has been watching, waiting, hungering. The cities stand like mausoleums, their spires reaching desperately for heavens that no longer listen. In the great courts of the nobles, the masked and the damned play at civility, waltzing on floors slick with centuries of betrayal. They are not men anymore, not truly—they are echoes, puppets pulled by unseen strings, twisting their knives in games of power that no longer matter. The kings of death, their crowns rusted and their flesh long decayed, whisper prophecies of endings even they cannot fathom. Beneath the streets, beneath the stone, beneath the very skin of the world, something writhes. The dead do not sleep here, they do not rest—they plot. They whisper in voices like cracking bone, singing hymns of ruin to deities who no longer speak, who have forgotten even their own names. And yet, their will remains, etched into the marrow of creation itself. And then there is him. He has no past, no name worth carving into the annals of history. He is not a hero, nor a villain, nor even a man—he is a force, a wound torn through the fabric of a dying world. He does not rage because he chooses to. He rages because it is all there is left. He has seen the suffering, the endless cycles of deception, of power shifting from one wretched hand to another. He has seen the gods rise and fall, has watched kings build their empires only to drown in their own excess. He does not seek to rule, nor to save—he seeks only to end. But the world is not so kind as to simply burn and be done with it. No, it fights. It writhes. It plots. There are things older than kings, older than gods—things that do not want salvation, do not want balance, but only to exist, to keep the cycle turning, to let the suffering continue because it must. They whisper in the ears of the desperate, promising power, promising escape, promising meaning where there is none. They have no faces, no forms, only presence, seeping into the hearts of men, into the bones of reality itself. And so, the game continues. The nobles lie. The kings rot. The gods stir. The dead plot. And he—he burns. But even fire is not enough to cleanse this world, for the embers do not die. They scatter, carried by winds that have no master, to be caught in the hands of the next fool who thinks they are strong enough to wield them. There is no hope. No salvation. No final mercy. Only the great unraveling, the long decay, the inevitable ruin. And the jester? The jester does not laugh. For what laughter could exist in a world that has already lost? ****

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

"If the world stands in my way, if people threaten me or those who are dear to me, then I shall become the true darkness, the fear in their hearts that haunts them forever!" Lee Gaon was a professional gamer until one day she was framed as a cheater by a big gaming company and betrayed by those she held dear. Now she is known as Death Eater, a powerful dark entity in the game system world, slicing her enemies in half if they dare mess with her. Her path is now filled with blood and adventure as she desperately tries to find all who were dragged with her into this world—those who destroyed her life. She has only one goal now... "Revenge!" Content Warning: This work contains scenes of gore, violence, and strong language. Reader discretion is advised.

Kieran Valtheris awakens to the stench of blood and the roar of an execution crowd—only to realize that he has been reborn in a body that isn’t his own. Sentenced to death for crimes he never committed, he fights his way to freedom, escaping into the shadows of a city that should not exist. The memories of his past life are fractured, glimpses of a war that already happened—or should have happened. The kingdom he remembers falling still stands. The people he once knew are gone, their legacies erased. Something is deeply, horribly wrong. As Kieran navigates a world both familiar and foreign, whispers follow him, voices of something watching, waiting. With no allies, no power, and an identity that isn’t truly his, he must unravel the truth before history itself collapses around him. Because if he was reborn in the wrong time—what else has been changed?

He was born a stain in the werewolf code, a phantom in human society. He learned the rules of survival in the rust-stench of junkyards. When three women reached into the abyss to save him: One with ink-stained hands, offering a dagger of salvation; One with a serpent’s silver bracelet, gripping a bloodied scepter; The last with ballerina gauze, hiding a poison-dipped rose. He paid in scars to understand: The cages woven from gold by humans, the thrones forged from bloodlines by wolves—they were all the same prison. When the crimson moon rises, the new king must choose: Let three loves become claws to tear the world apart, Or shatter his pride to forge a path never seen— A third road between species.

“I don't like judging people, but sometimes I can't help it. I don't like talking behind people's backs, but sometimes I do. I just want to live a good life, but sometimes I can't.” Love, Betrayal, Blood, but not Hatred. Only cold revenge, and a son to complete the family. "D" Section, a nonexistent military unit. "D" for dark, "D" for depth, "D"... for death. It demanded no attachment, and Daemon sacrificed love for it. Years later, the death of his teammates made him feel that he had done enough for the country, so he came back to the city he grew in. But can what has been forsaken be gained back? Because now Evelyn, the one to have breathed vitality in his numb, orphaned heart, had her own life, and a little boy calling her mother. And while he left his life full of dead bodies behind, did that life really let him go? From the ashes, will it love or... ? _ _ _ First draft of characters image on my discord, a channel for fans to get together: https://discord.com/invite/C86EJvCJdd Comment and review, don't forget.

Daughter of Ash and Night In the vampire-ruled kingdom of Varneth, where humans are little more than pawns in a deadly game of power, Aliana Everan has always been nothing—an unwanted daughter, a shadow in her father’s household, a stain upon his noble name. Born to a concubine and despised by her stepmother, she has spent her life enduring cruelty in silence. But when she is falsely accused of treason and sentenced to death, fate takes a dark turn. Instead of dying, she is bound by blood to the most feared man in the kingdom—Kaelith Veyne, the forsaken prince. The firstborn son of the vampire king, Kaelith should have been heir to the throne. But his mother was a witch—an unforgivable sin in Varneth. Branded as an outcast, he was cast aside in favor of his younger, purer brother. Yet, the magic in his veins makes him more powerful than any royal would dare to admit. Now, fate has tied them together—an unwanted human girl and a cursed prince. Thrown into the treacherous world of vampire politics, Aliana must learn to navigate a court that thrives on deception and bloodlust. As whispers of war stir in the shadows, she soon realizes that being Kaelith’s mate does not mean protection—it means becoming a target. And as enemies close in from all sides, she must answer one question: Is Kaelith her salvation… or her doom? Betrayal. Blood. Power. A love that could bring a kingdom to its knees. This is the story of a girl who was meant to die, and the prince who was never meant to rule.

Reeling from the shame, anger, embarrassment of his break up with the love of his life publicly, Kieran White had gotten involved with a common waitress at the pub he visited. They had hit it off and soon had a one night stand that led to them signing a contract marriage of five years so Kieran could head his family's business. What Edwina Hall had thought was a dream come true soon came shattering with a reality so blindly forced into her face when her husband asked her to sign the divorce papers he presented to her. Devastated, she had signed the papers and had left her cold-hearted ex-husband alone only to realize that she was pregnant with his son. Five years later, the duo crossed part in the most unlikely places and this time, the tables had turned as Kieran would do anything to get Edwina to notice him and most importantly, be with him again. Would Edwina continue to feign indifference to the man who had her heart and the father of her son or would she ignore him and move on with someone else?

In a world where the pen is mightier than the sword, Alistair becomes a knight — only to discover that knighthood is about choices, not honor. Sent on his first mission, with Selene, a prodigy with a sharp tongue and sharper instincts, he starts to piece together a past the kingdom attempted to obliterate. The further down they go, the more he realizes — they’re not alone. There are those who watch. Those who remember. As whispers of an ancient power awaken and long-forgotten knights rise again from history’s grave, Alistair must confront the question that has haunted him since the first battle he ever fought: When the moment arrives, will he be able to kill? Or does his hesitation spell doom for them all?

The Weight of Eternity Some men die and are forgotten. Others die and become legends. But what of the man who dies and returns? To the world, his death was a fleeting moment, another spectacle in an empire built on blood and fate. The crowds cheered. His betrayers reveled in their triumph. And the gods, ever silent, did nothing. But he did not stay dead. When Caelum Veyne opened his eyes once more, he found himself staring at a past that should have been lost—a world that had already condemned him. Yet, his hands were unchained. His body was whole. And in his mind, the weight of every wound, every betrayal, every death remained. The world did not change. The same injustices ruled. The same hands that led him to execution reached for him once more. But this time, he would not die a fool. This time, he carried something more powerful than any blade, more dangerous than any noble's decree. Memory. And if the empire thought it could kill him again, it would soon learn: A man who does not fear death is a man who cannot be controlled.

The reclusive Peak Master Fu Ran held onto a simple wish, a fleeting hope that the man of ̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶d̶r̶e̶a̶m̶s̶ his nightmares, would have stayed in his dreams! Since a young age, Fu Ran had been plagued by prophetic visions of his own demise at the hands of a tyrant emperor, but he had managed to keep some semblance of self with a simple fact: dreams couldn't kill you. But what happens when conjured fears become real? When they exist outside sleep? Fu Ran must struggle with learning to deal with an unwanted presence in his day-to-day life as he discovers that there's far more to this tyrant emperor than he first thought.

Armin Khaleeq is not an athlete. He doesn't care about football, has zero ambition to go pro, and would rather stay home gaming. But he has one extraordinary ability—absolute memory. If he sees it once, he can replicate it perfectly, down to the finest detail. One day, he accidentally gets caught up in the selection trials for SMK Tunas Harapan, a school that produces elite athletes. He only stepped in to cover for a friend, but in just minutes, he shocks everyone—perfectly mimicking a pro player’s technique! Now, he's been given a title: "ARSÈNE – The Mimic King." And worse... they won’t let him go. Thrown into a world of top-tier athletes, fierce rivalries, insane coaches, and players who despise "copycats," Armin has two choices—run away from it all... or take them head-on and prove that "Mimic King" isn't just a copycat, but a true king who will redefine football history!

When two popular idol turned actors Shima and Kai signed to lead in a new drama ,fans couldn't be more happier. Add in the nations beloved actress Haruna the crowd went mad .But why even with these powerful stars ,the limelight always fall upon Yuki , the debutant actress.

Veilborn – Synopsis Betrayed. Beaten. Left for dead. Cassian Voss was born of imperial blood, yet treated as nothing more than a pawn—a forgotten son in the shadow of a tyrant. When the emperor forces him into a death duel for his own amusement, Cassian loses everything. His family is executed. His body is shattered. His name is erased. But some men are too stubborn to die. Dragged from the depths of the empire’s waste pits, Cassian claws his way back with nothing but his rage, his scars, and the whispers of something ancient—something that should have never been awakened. Umbrafang, a blade of forgotten origins, has chosen him. And with its power, Cassian will carve his path through the empire that cast him aside. Yet vengeance is only the beginning. The empire is a beast with many heads—noble houses vying for power, generals who have never lost a war, and an emperor who once brought nations to their knees. And in the shadows, something far more terrifying stirs—a force older than Vordania itself, watching, waiting. As Cassian rises, so does the chaos. A new rebel known as The Rising Sun emerges, a challenger to the throne Cassian seeks. And beyond them both, an ancient darkness whispers from the void, promising power beyond measure… at a price. In this brutal game of kings and gods, who will reign, who will fall, and who will be consumed? --- A tale of vengeance, war, and the making of legends. This is Veilborn. The world will remember his name.

To the world Lucas was the perfect CEO. He led the family company to become the biggest in the country. He also had the most beautiful woman for a lover and with gorgeous looks that would make anyone fall for him, he had it all. However, it all came crashing down one day when he got that letter. A letter that made him question his very existence. A letter that unhinged him.

The Duke fell in love with his rival kingdom's princess. Their country had been at war for several years after a long time war finally by the lead of Duke Adrian de Mar from the land Sain Marpheros was able to defeat the kingdom of the land named Rosen Vartesa. The princess of the kingdom Rosalind Si Valley was forced to marry the Duke of the kingdom who defeated her kingdom as a peace treaty from the emperor of both countries, neither of them liked the other so they thought before fate played its game. The duke was the most powerful warrior and the princess was the most beautiful woman in the world called The Rose's Favor" Thousands of men want her and yet he resists her. .....read the story to find out their dark romance of love and hate marriage.

A cursed soul trapped on a battlefield seraching for the sun. Rumors has it that a demon in a black armor appeared on the field, many stated than even if you killed it, he came back to haunt you until your last breath. You may not remember it, but your soul was doomed from the beginning if you crossed path with him in another life. If you crossed path with me.