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An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

Under the blood-red moon, ancient pacts fracture and long-buried secrets awaken. For centuries, vampires and werewolves—the Nightkins—have maintained a fragile truce, bound by a single, terrible promise: to keep the ancient Vault sealed at any cost. But that promise is broken when David Ramirez, a haunted hunter marked by a family curse, stumbles upon the Vault’s location. Driven by vengeance for his sister’s murder at the claws of a rogue Nightkin, David is determined to uncover the truth behind the supernatural war that has raged in the shadows for generations. Alongside Priya Shah, a scholar of forbidden runes whose family has guarded the Vault for centuries, David is pulled into a deadly game between monsters older than empires. Vampires seek to harness the Vault’s secrets to break their own ancient limitations. Werewolves fight to destroy it before it can unearth a power that could enslave them all. As alliances shatter and old rivalries reignite, something stirs beneath the earth—something hungry, cunning, and older than both vampire and werewolf kind. The Vault was not merely a prison, but a door. And now it has begun to open. Hunted by both factions, David and Priya must navigate a world of blood oaths, ancient magic, and predatory politics. Betrayal lurks in every shadow, and the difference between friend and foe is written in blood. But there is one truth neither side will admit: *the Nightkins were not the first monsters, only the next.* And the true legacy waiting to be claimed may doom them all. ---

Alex Chen has the worst job in the world of the Awakened. While S-rank heroes clear 7-star dungeons for millions in prize money, Alex makes $300 a day filming B-rank teams struggle through 2-star death traps. As an F-rank "Awakened" with barely enough power to lift a camera, he's resigned himself to watching other people live the dream. But when a routine dungeon raid goes sideways and Alex finds himself face-to-face with a monster that should have killed him instantly, something impossible happens. He copies the technique of the B-rank swordsman he's been filming. Perfectly. Instantly. Without any training. [Combat Data Archive - Activated] Now Alex can record, store, and replicate any fighting technique he observes. A Phoenix Guild mage's fire manipulation? Copied. An underground fighter's brutal combat style? Downloaded. The legendary S-rank techniques that only exist in highlight reels? Just another entry in his growing archive. But in a world where power determines everything, Alex's new ability makes him the most dangerous person alive. Every guild wants to recruit him. Every government wants to control him. And somewhere in the shadows, the mysterious beings who gave him this power are watching, waiting to see if humanity's newest weapon will save the world... Or destroy it. From F-rank failure to the ultimate combatant. From observer to operator. Welcome to the Combat Data Archive.

A journalist who didn't know what he was getting into... until he foolishly discovered it.

In a city that never sleeps — and never dreams — a series of mysterious murders begins to unfold. No witnesses. No fingerprints. No clues. Only one sign left behind: the number 17. Detective Soren Blackwell, known for his cold logic and piercing eyes, is assigned to the case. But the deeper he digs, the more he realizes… the truth is watching him, too.

Looking back, maybe it wasn’t all that bad. Sometimes I wonder if life would’ve been better if Eliza and I had never discovered the truth. Maybe that’s selfish. But we might’ve been happier— or at least, that’s what I like to believe. Magic is a mystery. Even now, no one truly understands it. It flows through the world, choosing its own vessels. And once it touches you, it never lets go. I wish that was all I had to tell you. But my story is darker— filled with mystery, sacrifice, and loss. My name is Maddox. And we should’ve never left the orphanage. But what choice did we have?

When the blood moon rose into the sky, the world changed. Status screens appeared, monsters emerged, and humanity was thrown into what felt like a game world. But this was no game. This was a dark reality—one capable of erasing the very line between life and death. Riven Altarai was only the beginning of the fracture. Many others like him were called by unknown forces. Each came from different pasts, carrying different scars, yet now struggled to survive the same nightmare in this new world. But what was this world? A trial? A punishment? Or perhaps the second awakening that humanity truly deserved? Those who gain power—will they become gods? Or awaken the monsters within themselves? The answer lies within the Seal of the Night. And once the seal is broken... nothing will ever be the same again.

In the mist-shrouded city of Seoul, bizarre events begin to unfold. It all starts with a mysterious incident in an abandoned building in Gangbuk District 13, where an enigmatic red mist begins spreading throughout the city. Detective Jeong Hae-jun finds himself caught in the middle of a chaotic convergence of reality and illusion while investigating the case. Amid this turmoil, a peculiar middle-aged man named "Fog" appears before him, delivering cryptic warnings that thrust Jeong Hae-jun deeper into the mystery. Will this city survive the night of mist?

Shaka Albus a high school student's life changes when he finds himself having to fight and survive in a dangerous labyrinth.

Raven ,the illegitimate son of Arch-Duke Elliot Lionheart, has always been an outcast. Born to a mistress, Raven faces disdain and rejection from many, including his own family. Despite his noble lineage, he's deemed useless by his father due to his lack of talent in swordsmanship. One fateful day, Raven's life takes a drastic turn when he's attacked by bandits while gathering firewood. Left for dead, he's saved by a mysterious boy who appears out of nowhere. The boy administers a strange silver liquid to Raven's battered body and utters a cryptic phrase: "Don't die." As Raven awakens in a healing house, he's left with more questions than answers. What was the silver liquid, and how did it affect him? Who was the mysterious boy, and why did he intervene? With his body feeling stronger and more resilient, Raven sets out to uncover the truth about his encounter and his own destiny.

After a personal tragedy forces him to leave his career behind, a former detective now drives a taxi to live a quiet and anonymous life. But when a mysterious case crosses his path, his sharp instincts and relentless pursuit of the truth pull him back into the shadows of crime. As he unravels complex secrets hidden beneath ordinary facades, he discovers that nothing is truly as simple as it seems–and that he has to carefully look for Subtle Signs to reveal the dark truth. -------------------------------- This is my first time writing a Novel myself, so please bear with me. I'm open to every type of critique and hope you will support me throughout this journey. *The cover was made by AI *Any kinds of similarities to other novels are not on purpose, I try to stay as original as possible

THIS IS A STORY OF TWO SISTERS NAVIGATING THEIR SUPERNATURAL LIVES HOLDING ONTO TRUST , FAMILY AND LOVE WHERE CHAOS UNFURLS AT EVERY STEP... STOP... VAMPIRES AHEAD

"People don't live in darkness, darkness lives in them." Aizea is just another girl in the mysterious kingdom of Zaayes, where sound (rather, the sense of hearing) vanishes as soon as night falls - for everyone but Aizea. However, with this vicious secret finely hidden for years, Aizea, with her unique beauty, has caught the eye and the heart of her otherwise good friend - the handsome Andre, who has captured the hearts of almost every other girl in Zaayes; but for the one girl his shifter spirit craves for. Their friendship doesn't even get bitter despite the intrusion of these myriad of emotions; until, one fine night, the secret is spilled... Aizea has to choose between the much feared forests drenched in cold darkness which fringe their kingdom, and the wild darkness that claws its way out of the serene covers of the people that she had been holding close to her heart for all these years. What does she choose as she hears the night call her from the dark depths of the woods?

In a world where love is forsaken for practicality, a marriage is born from cold terms, When the woman’s heart ignites with unexpected passion, betrayal follows, leading her to seek solace in his brother’s arms. The man who once kept her distant realizes too late the depth of his mistake. Discover a captivating tale of love, heartbreak, and the bonds of brotherhood shattered by betrayal. Will redemption be possible, or has love slipped forever into the shadows?

Just writing this for fun not a good writer first time go easy

The name Vashirayan means nothing to most. It doesn’t trend. It doesn’t hold office. But in rooms where wars are decided, it means one thing: Stay quiet. Or disappear. Across the world, they are known by many names: The House of the Sage. The Crownless Kings. Hi no Michibiki : “Guided by Fire.” La Sombra Serena : “The Serene Shadow.” The Ones Who Don’t Knock. Each name different. Each name earned. Each name spoken only once. House of the Sage is a modern myth-thriller, where ancient bloodlines shape new empires, and a silent war simmers beneath elite society. At its center: Nivrit Vashirayan. A quiet graduate student with a calm voice, brilliant mind… and a terrifying inheritance. He was raised to disappear into normal life. But some bloodlines don’t go quiet forever. When Niv steps into view, it’s felt everywhere. Cartels hesitate. Private guards get reassigned. Old families reopen dossiers sealed in fireproof cabinets. Because the Vashirayans never announce themselves. But the world always feels it when they move.

"You will be a flower that blooms only at night," Madame Sumire once told her. "And if you bloom just right, someone might pluck you from the darkness." Born the only daughter of a low-ranking samurai, Aika Takamura knew loss too young-first her father, then her childhood, and finally her freedom. Sold into the famed Hanabira Teahouse to repay her mother's debts, she was taught to survive in the only way women like her could: through painted smiles and hollow affections. Years pass, and Aika becomes a prized courtesan-adored, desired, and utterly unseen. Until one night, a quiet man named Renjiro Hayama enters the teahouse not with hunger, but with humanity. He doesn't ask for her touch. He listens. And with each visit, Aika's heart dares to hope that perhaps... she was meant for something beyond the red lanterns. But freedom has a cost-and love, a risk. In a world where women like her are not supposed to dream, Aika must choose between the life she knows and the uncertain future that waits beyond the paper doors.

In a kingdom where noble blood means everything, Eliana Veyne's family name means nothing—except fear. When a duke chokes on a poisoned grape at the royal banquet, the court whispers her name. But Eliana isn't hiding. She's reminding them. Because the Veynes don't need magic to be dangerous. They need only the right moment... and the right lie.

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Duan Holster 24 tahun berambut hitam dan mata hitam seorang mahasiswa tingkat akhir yang tinggal bersama neneknya. Duan bekerja sebagai penjaga toko, setelah mengakhiri kelas, setiap siang hari hingga malam, Duan bekerja selama 10 jam. Pada suatu hari Sebuah serangan terjadi dalam serangan pada toko tempatnya bekerja, tiga perampok datang ke tokonya, satu dari jauh menodong pistol, dua orang mencoba mendekat dengan salah satunya membawa pisau. "Beri semuanya atau mati" Rampok meminta. "Tolong tenang, ambil saja ini semua". Sepertinya pekerjaan ku berakhir disini pikir Duan. Pria terakhir mencoba mengambil uang dalam penyimpanan. "Minggir jangan melakukan apapun" Pach!!, sebuah pukulan mendarat di pipi Duan dan Dia terlempar membenturkan kepala belakang mengenai meja kasir di belakangnya. 'Sial ambil saja tidak usah memukul' pikir Duan dalam benaknya. Duan berdiri dengan sedikit linglung, pria yang membawa pisau mencoba menusuknya, Duan menghindarinya ke kanan menyerempet lengan kirin, Duan memposisikan kaki kanannya ingin maju ke depan tapi merasakan bahaya, Dia melompat mundur dan dan suara bang bang kaca disamping Duan sebelum pecah. Duan dengan reflek langsung menunduk 'Sial kenapa bergerak sih' mereka waspada terhadap perlawanan Duan. Duan memberi sarat dengan mengangkat dua tangan keatas mencoba berdiri untuk menyerah tapi di abaikan oleh pria membawa pisau. Wuss wuss wuus, tiga tusukan yang cepat dilakukan ke arah dada nya. 'uhh!!!' tusuk terakhir mengenai ulu hati dan suara pistol meletus 'bang! bang!' peluru mengenai kepalanya dan Duan terjatuh terkapar dengan wajar menghadap lantai, darah mulai membanjiri area tersebut. Delapan detik sebelum kematian kenangan terlintas dalam pikirannya 'aku tidak memiliki banyak kenangan indah untuk dibawa mati' Dia yang di besarkan oleh neneknya saja yang tidak memiliki teman seorang pun karena terlalu lusuh. Setelah kegelapan pun datang di pikirannya dan Duan mati, setelah beberapa waktu berlalu, Dalam kegelapan Duan Merasakan hangat. Matanya terbuka!!!

In the forgotten reaches of Yr’Thalos, where mountains scrape the belly of the gods and seas swallow secrets, a spark ignited—one that would carve destiny into stone and flesh alike. Reginal J. Ashveil, a man born from dust and storm, held the last ember of an ancient power—the Fang. With the bond of Ma’karash the dragon and the fierce loyalty of Kammy and Milo, he would rise against silence, against the gods, against the erasure of all that was. The world waited. The flame stirred. This was the dawn of the Emberborn.

Ten years. Ten years of silence, steel bars, and suffocating isolation. Ten years of sacrifice for a family that never intended to save her. Heira Darnell believed her choice was noble pleading guilty to a crime she didn’t commit to protect her father’s empire. She imagined her loyalty would be rewarded with love, with redemption. That her family would fight for her release, proclaim her innocence, and one day welcome her back with open arms. She was wrong. When the prison gates finally opened, freedom came with a devastating truth: her family had erased her. They denied her existence, rewrote history, and built a new life without her. In her place, they installed Calliope a girl they adopted not out of love, but out of strategy. Beautiful, brilliant, and venomous beneath a perfect smile, Calliope didn’t just fill Heira’s shoes she twisted the knife. It wasn’t enough to replace Heira. Calliope rewrote her story, poisoned what was left of her name, and made sure no one would ever ask what really happened. The Darnells the people Heira bled for abandoned her the moment she became inconvenient. And it was Calliope who helped seal the door behind her. Shattered by betrayal, burning with rage, Heira steps back into a world that no longer remembers her but she remembers everything. Especially Calliope: the snake in silk, the false daughter basking in stolen power, the rival who knows exactly how to smile while twisting the blade. Now, Heira wants more than justice. She wants retribution. They stole her life, her name, her dignity. She’ll take back all of it and more. Brick by brick, secret by secret, she’ll dismantle the legacy she once protected. And when she returns to the mansion that cast her out, it won’t be as a daughter but as a reckoning. They thought prison would break her. Instead, it forged her. The game has changed. And Heira is no longer playing by their rules.

When Luke's family moves to an old house in the woods, his family hopes for a fresh start. But the silence isn't peaceful-it's watching. His little sister starts acting strange. The walls start whispering. And something in the dark is waking up. Some houses don't want you to live in them. This one wants to live in you.

After Sam gifts her brother a drone on his birthday, they sight a dark figure in an abandoned house where the drone soon later crashes into. Soon after strange things begin to happen to Sam. She goes to retrieve the lost drone but gets stuck in a nightmare. Will she survive?? Or will she give in to the torture??.

Holios, un lycéen gentil et discret, sauve une jeune fille des griffes de voyous mais découvre trop tard qu’il s’agissait d’un piège. Accusé à tort, trahi par tous, même par sa propre famille, il sombre dans le désespoir. Après une tentative de suicide, une entité obscure lui propose un pacte de vengeance. Devenu une créature ailée aux pouvoirs ténébreux, Holios revient avec un seul but : faire payer au monde la souffrance qu’on lui a infligée. Sa justice sera sombre... et implacable.

*House of Redemption** In the heights of Heaven, where time does not touch pure hearts, Sara Kosmos Gi Magdalena, daughter of Jesus Kosmos Gi Lámpsiy and Mary Magdalene, watches with sorrow the corruption of Earth. Though she appears to be twenty years old, she is over two thousand years old, and she decides to descend to the world of men to give them one last chance at redemption. Hidden under a humble identity, she builds a house amidst the modern chaos: the **House of Redemption**, a refuge of love, healing, and truth. But her purity is rejected, her kindness mocked, and like her father before her, Sara is seen as naive by a world that has lost its faith. By her side stands Samuel, a young man who sees in her a light impossible to ignore and becomes her protector and first believer. Together, with the help of Carmen, a young woman scarred by a tragic past, and Francisco, a man seeking redemption for his own sins, they will fight against both invisible and visible forces. For evil does not sleep. Lucifer hides in the heart of corrupted religions, unjust systems, and men who kill in the name of faith. And when the shadows of the past rise again to slay the righteous, Sara must decide: **Can humanity still be saved... or does it deserve to be abandoned?**