Velvet Crowe

Some cases go unsolved. Some are erased entirely. Eldermire is a city of lost things—forgotten alleys, vanishing people, stories without endings. It’s a place where the past rewrites itself when no one is looking, and the truth is just another thing waiting to disappear. That’s why the MidKnights exist. "The Knights of the Night" Sylas Crowe is a detective who doesn’t believe in ghosts. He believes in cases, clues, and things that make sense, but sense is in short supply when you work for the MidKnights, a secret organization solving crimes that shouldn’t be possible Tonight, a body was found on Gallows Row. By the time Sylas arrives, it’s gone. No blood, no trace, no evidence it was ever there at all. The reports change every time he reads them. The witnesses contradict their own memories. And his own notes blur the moment he looks away. Someone is erasing more than just evidence. Someone is unraveling reality itself. The deeper Sylas digs, the stranger things become. Ink fades from his notebook before he can write it. Conversations slip from his mind like water through cracks. His own reflection lingers half a second too long in the mirror. The signs are subtle, but he knows what they mean. He’s being unwritten. There are whispers of an ancient Lexical Path, one that erases names, faces, and entire lives. A path walked by those who were never meant to be remembered. The Eclipse-Bound. Now, Sylas isn’t just chasing a mystery—he’s running from one. Because the more he investigates, the more the city forgets him. And if he doesn’t find the truth soon, he won’t be here to remember it.

If you enjoy my book, check out my WSA Entry — Only I Cultivate — Feng Fan, a high school senior with dreams of becoming a successful Xianxia web novelist, never imagined his life would turn into the very story he aspired to write. Summoned to another world alongside his entire class, he finds himself thrust into the White Crow Sect, a place for cultivating immortality. However, his talent for Qi Cultivation is deemed the lowest possible. Just as despair threatens to consume him, Feng Fan discovers his unique cheat ability: Mind-Reading. Armed with this secret ability, he maneuvers through schemes, outwits his enemies, charms beauties, and ascends the heavens! “Feng Fan, do you dare to steal my legacy?” Third rate-villain 1 “Feng Fan, you bastard, you stole my wife! I’ll erase your clan from existence!” Third rate-villain 2 “Please, improve your plans, I can see your schemes from miles away!” Feng Fan. #comedy #cultivation #yandere #tsundere #transmigration #r18 #faceslapping #harem Disclaimer: This is a COMEDY cultivation novel, the comedy is the main point. NO ntr, NO yuri — Reviews, Golden Tickets, Power Stones, and Comments encourage me to write more. Thanks for all support! — https://discord.gg/mXJ9HnWKHB If you want to message me, feel free to ping me on Discord.

Below the nine setting suns lies the remains of the Golden Crows. By chance, a young man arrives in the world of Journey to the West, attaining enlightenment using the bodies of nine Golden Crows, leading to a different journey. Summary for this book: "Living in the Journey to the West, I started off by roasting nine Golden Crows." Yet another summary is, "My days of collecting bodies in the Journey to the West. When it comes to body collection, no one's better than me. Three hundred years of professional body collection experience, skilled at cooking braised meat, and never adds sugar in it."

Gary Smith arrived in a peculiar world of beastmasters, where an ancient taboo was reborn from the depth of time, and an evil god was lurking. In this world, birds and beasts, rivers and mountains, even elements could spawn spiritual power and turn into pet beasts. Among them, the powerful ones became ecological niches by themselves, radiating secret realm ecosystems such as the Yellow Spring, Skeleton Kingdom, Succubus Nest, and Kingdom of the Sky Tree, nurturing countless followers. The beastmasters make contracts with the pet beasts, nurture them, and control the spiritual power. After witnessing the "Taboo Sun" event, Gary Smith obtained the ability to extract materials from everything in the world and compile "Secret Food". Through the Evolutionary Secret Food, the combination of "The Shattered Dusk World" + "Ancient Dragon’s Dead Egg" results in the Feast of the End. When the pet beast consumes it, it evolves into the Dusk Dragon God. The Dusk Domain erodes the world, turning into the God at the end of time. The Skill Secret Food allows the pet beasts to plunder skills from everything, becoming omniscient and omnipotent. The Sacrificial Secret Food snatches the taboo time, sacrifices the ancient beings, and blasphemes against the gods. His style of beast control also started to become peculiar. There is the Spider Shadow that devours ancient dragons and weaves dreams of all lives with its threads, the Red Master that pollutes the multiverse, and the Devourer of the Realms, who consumes worlds... In response to this, he explained, "My pet beasts are just a bit peculiar. They really are not evil gods!"

Novel terjemahan Judul asli: 无限游戏搞到真邪物了 Penulis: Eight-foot Crow / 八尺鸦 Pembaruan: 2023-03-21 05:05:56 Status: Selesai Sinopsis: Dunia dewa utama runtuh, dan para pekerja terjatuh ke berbagai dunia kecil. Sebagai seorang manusia perkakas, Huo Li memiliki tugas semacam itu dalam tubuhnya. Tanpa kendala dari Dewa Utama dan sistem, Huo Li diam-diam mengakhiri hidupnya sebagai alat bagi presiden yang sombong untuk jatuh cinta padaku, tetapi dalam sekejap mata ia memasuki dunia permainan tak terbatas [Nightmare Garden]. Di sini dia masih sebuah alat, tetapi karakternya adalah vas yang tidak berguna dan dia mati dengan menyedihkan. Pada saat yang sama, sistem dewa utama yang tersisa di tubuhnya diaktifkan, dan garis keturunan dewa jahat kuno di tubuhnya juga diaktifkan. Dengan darah dewa jahat kuno, ia memulai hidupnya sebagai "vas sampah" dalam permainan tak terbatas. Jari telunjuk diletakkan di bibir, dan pupil vertikal keemasan menatap ke arah kamera. "Ssst, anak baik, jaga rahasia ini." Rentetan komentar terhenti sejenak, lalu layar dipenuhi suara "Brengsek!" [Oh sial!] Punya hal jahat yang nyata? 】

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?"

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

Purity a lowercase, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

In a world steeped in darkness and ancient magic, Cyrus Nightshade is a child of prophecy, born with powers that even the most seasoned wizards fear. Trained by the secretive and deadly Crow’s End guild, he is a weapon forged in shadow, destined for a path of ruthless power. But when he is sent on a mission to the prestigious Ebonspire Academy, Cyrus finds himself torn between the life he was forced into and a destiny he never chose. In a place where secrets are currency and power comes at a cost, Cyrus must navigate dangerous alliances, hidden truths, and the haunting memory of a lost connection. Will he succumb to the darkness within, or will he forge a new path in a world that demands loyalty to the shadows?

They call him Ling A’Xian, a hostage prince, a pawn in a war he never asked for. But that is not his name. Not truly. Han Ziyao-- a name whispered in the void, a past too distant to grasp… and a love that refuses to fade. In a world where fate is rewritten with every life he steps into, Han Ziyao has long abandoned the illusion of control. He transmigrates without warning, wakes in unfamiliar bodies, and plays whatever role the universe demands of him. But amidst shifting identities and fractured timelines, one thing remains constant—him. And the man who always finds him. Tonight, that man is the Crown Prince. And Ling A’Xian is pressed against a glazed partition, his breath unsteady as gloved fingers trace the curve of his jaw. “Running again, A’Xian?” The prince’s voice is velvet and steel, his golden eyes unreadable in the candlelight. “I’m beginning to think you enjoy being caught.” A’Xian exhales sharply, forcing a smirk despite the way heat surges within his stomach. “And I’m beginning to think you enjoy the chase.” The prince hums, his grip tightening just enough to make A’Xian’s pulse stutter. “Perhaps. But tell me…” He leans in, the warmth of his breath ghosting over A’Xian’s lips. “What will you do when there’s nowhere left to run?” A’Xian doesn’t answer. He can’t. Not when the prince’s gloved hand is slipping lower, not when the space between them is vanishing, not when he’s dangerously close to forgetting that this isn’t love—it’s obsession. And yet, as soft lips brush against his throat in a mythical promise, he wonders if, in this life, he’ll be the one to break first. Because some bonds, no matter how many lifetimes pass, are never meant to be severed.

originally 2-3 chapters per week, but now it might vary to about 1 chapter every 1-2 weeks. I gotta practice, read other works, rewrite some of the chapters, etc.

Evelyn Blackwood has spent her entire life as the outcast of the Silverfang Pack. An orphan with no wolf, she has been mocked, abused, and ignored, treated as nothing more than a burden. But nothing shatters her more than the night of the Blood Moon Festival—when her fated mate, Darius, the Alpha’s son, publicly rejects her in favor of another. Worse, she is framed for a crime she didn’t commit and banished from the only home she’s ever known. Left to wander as a rogue, she expects death. But fate has other plans. The Alpha King, Lucian Volkest, the ruler of all werewolves, finds her half-dead at the border of his kingdom. Cold, ruthless, and feared across the lands, Lucian has never cared for weakness—until the moment he senses the undeniable bond between them. She is his mate. But Evelyn is more than just a forsaken wolf. There is power in her blood, a heritage long hidden, one that could shake the entire werewolf world. The truth about her past is dangerous, and those who cast her out will soon learn— They should have killed her when they had the chance. "You are mine." Evelyn flinched as the Alpha King’s golden eyes burned into hers. His voice was calm, but beneath it was a dangerous promise. "I belong to no one," she whispered, her hands clenched into fists. Lucian smirked. "Then tell me why your heart races when I touch you." He lifted his hand, tracing his fingers along her jawline. A shiver ran down her spine. She hated him. She wanted to defy him. But the bond and attraction towards him was undeniable. "Accept me," he murmured, his voice like velvet. "Or run, little wolf. Either way… I'll catch you."

In the streets of early 1900s Europe, Detective Rumi unearths the truth by day and buries the guilty by night. A man bound by no law but his own, he investigates the very crimes he secretly avenges—delivering judgment. But when a series of disappearances shakes the city, the horror proves far greater than the murderers he hunts. The Silent Army—faceless, voiceless figures clad in heavy cloaks—moves through the streets like phantoms. As the city plunges deeper into uncertainty, Rumi finds himself at war with himself and beings of higher power.

In the world of Lumen, a land of diverse luminants and warring factions beset by monstrous threats, a daring trio sets out to uncover its secrets. Kounéli Atsáli, Velvet Isabella, and Leonardo Zeshi are explorers driven by curiosity and a shared desire to unite the fragmented world. As they journey through perilous territories and confront ancient evils, their bond is tested, revealing hidden truths about themselves and the light and darkness that shape Lumen's fate.

My first novel yaey (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧ ——— Furan Shi only wanted to be a cutie little princess. That's it. So when he died, nobody missed him. After his family and relatives, the next person to attend his funeral was his homeroom teacher and friends™, his murderer, and then a mysterious red-eyed crow. Said mysterious crow sucked his soul right out and offered him a better life than this. No, he still won't be a cutie princess, but he can be the next best thing after that. He was invited to transmigrate into different realities without any restrictions. It wasn't a Villain system, a Cannon fodder system... it doesn't belong to any category. Just experiencing the worlds should be enough to satisfy it. Furan Shi agreed with one condition. Filter: ‘Animal Characteristics’ System: Are you… sure about this? Furan Shi, pouting: Is that not possible..? System: … you're welcome to do as you like =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) What you'll get: ✓An indecisive (and impulsive) MC ✓Raum ✓Spicy chicken story cards ✓Mother's Eye [Yes, this is a quick transmigration novel.] [Yes, all cutesy cutie pie bc I am sad.] [Yes, the host is always a demihuman, more often than not part animal haha.] [No, the host isn't always an animal demihuman. Could be a stinking goblin if his luck fails him.] [And no, this isn't necessarily about furries. Eh, but I'm open to negotiations.. ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭] [Might have genderbend later on.. not sure..] I do apologize in advance if this is not your cup of tea. I'm trying my best to make this as light-themed and fast-paced as possible for people like me who just wanted to relax, aka not much brain games... not much face slapping.. ehe..

Draeven has never known kindness. Raised in an orphanage where children are nothing more than tools to be shaped or discarded, he has learned to survive by staying quiet, working hard, and never asking questions. But survival is not enough—not when the overseers take children away in the night, never to return. When rumors spread that another selection is coming, Draeven begins to understand the truth: his name is on the list. Haunted by questions of identity and purpose, he faces a choice—remain in the shadows and accept his fate or risk everything to escape into a world that has never wanted him. As he makes his move under the cover of darkness, Draeven knows one thing for certain: No one is coming to save him. If he wants to live, he’ll have to take that future for himself

In the depths of Tobaballe, Nin Urtuan is working as hard as he can to rise up. But with so much competition, it seems like only luck will get you a better life. One day, in a seemingly unfortunate turn of events where he runs into the voluptuous and mysterious Spire-Lord, Iishar Ho. Taking Nin with her, she shows him a secret within the Crown, a means to get ahead. The path of least resistance is so enamouring.  Setting out for the shores of the Molten Sea, at the base of the holy Anvil-Peak Mountain, Nin loses himself in the wonder of it. Behind his back, another deal unfolds, luck not for him, but for those high above in the Crown. A slaver of an unknown, spine-quilled race shoots him unconscious. The slaver loads him up, ready to ship Nin and so many others off to Jherikra.  A land of towering mountains, emerald winds, arcane beauty and monstrous horror! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- No rewrites going on right now. (Multi-PoV, 1st Person) For reference: (If a chapter is marked with a ---- before Base, Incline or Peak, it means it is being edited throughout the day.)

"Alliyah and Areej against the world remember? You will always be my big sister whatever happens ..." ~ Areej. "I will conquer the world, if that's what it takes to keep my loved ones by my side." ~ Alliyah. "Love is the most difficult promise to give, the most dangerous addiction to have, and the most satisfying pleasure." ~ Sharmaine. "No matter who you are, what you are... You will always be the one for me." ~ Isaiah. "Seize your destiny. This world will not wait for you. Take it by your own hands!" ~King Avalon. "Life is like a wheel, sometimes you are up and sometimes you are down. Just persevere and it will not always be as tough as it is." ~ Joe the hunter. =*=*=*=*=* In a world where chaos thrives, King Avalon - the king of vampires, led his kingdom to domination and turned it into the most powerful territory. As he declared war with humans, he vowed to keep his reign forever. Turning vampires as the most feared creatures in the world. Amidst the war and killings, a young woman lived in a peaceful island. Away from the politics and struggle for power of the kingdoms. A young woman named Alliyah was filled with dreams and hope for a better future for the people of Caragua Island. An orphan who has never left the Caragua island in 21 years of her life. Until one night, a group of vampires wreaked havoc in Caragua island in which death and chaos ensued. Alliyah was supposed to be dead but now she became a vampire. She wakes up no longer a human but a vampire. A new life and fate awaits the red velvet-haired Alliyah. Her adventure and rise to power begins... What will happen to her? How will she survive, now that she is a vampire? Will she venture the dark path of vengeance? --- Author's Note: [WARNING: Some chapters of this book may contain mature R-18 content.] Everything written in this story is just a fig of my imagination and has no reflection on real life. PLEASE Vote this book with power stones for motivation, PLEASE Send Gifts if you enjoyed reading. PLEASE! I need your support. If we achieve the following: (In weekly basis) 800 powerstones = 2 daily updates 1,600 powerstones = 3 daily updates ~I don't own the picture. I just took it from the internet~ =============== *** Release of chapters will be on first week of the month *** > 20:00 +8 GMT Donate for more motivation through the link below. paypal.me/madskie00017 Discord: madskie00017#8773 Instagram: @alphaprincenovel THANK YOU SO MUCH for the support !! ===============

Evan, the eldest prince of a powerful dynasty, is unwanted and overlooked—a disappointment to his family due to his passive nature. Drifting through his royal life like a neglected shadow, he finds solace in wandering through palace gardens and the untouched beauty of nature. But fate takes an unexpected turn when he becomes bound to the Queen of Crows, a princess of the demon realm. Caught in the chaos between his inner labyrinth and the forces shaping his destiny, he faces "The Hopeless Caelum" a threshold between two realms. Evan must answer the only question to himself: " If I had never truly lived, can I still choose to exist? "

My name is Jiang Li, and upon traversing to this realm, I found no golden opportunities waiting for me. Through sheer effort, I cultivated my way up to the Great Completion Stage. Now, suddenly, a system appears, claiming it can help me turn the tables and transform me from a minor Qi Cultivation phase practitioner into the foremost figure in the cultivation world. Dear system, you're a bit late to the party. I, Jiang Li, already stand as the Emperor of our era, revered across the nine provinces. I am already the number one in the Cultivation World.

Veylen Ashveil is a young man with a mysterious past, and his life is about to change forever. When he hears the calls of the crows, he begins to feel the weight of an ancient prophecy that ties his future to dark forces he doesn’t understand. Veylen is pulled into a world of secrets, where an organization known as the Veilbound controls fate from the shadows. As Veylen discovers more about his strange connection to the crows, he learns that he has the power to shape his own future. But with this power comes danger. The Veilbound will stop at nothing to make sure he follows the path they’ve set for him. Now, Veylen must choose whether to accept his destiny or fight against the forces trying to control him. The world is full of darkness, but it’s up to Veylen to decide if he’ll be a light or fall into the shadows.

*For entertainment only* Just another introverted teenage girl who faces unwanted yet surprising and sometimes enjoying adventures so hang in and know her. Since I want to tell someone about my life .

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

In a world where destiny intertwines with choice, meet Velvet Goon Kaiser—an ordinary adventurer who bravely left behind a life of privilege. Armed only with a goddess-bestowed passive ability of luck, he embarks on a solitary journey filled with unexpected twists and turns. As fate unfolds, Velvet finds himself not just battling foes and exploring uncharted territories, but also gradually attracting a captivating array of lovers who become his companions on this adventure. Join him as he navigates challenges and deepening relationships, where fortune smiles upon the bold and love blossoms in the most unexpected ways!

Inori thought suicide was her way out. Turns out, it was just her ticket into another life. She woke up in a new world—ears, fangs, tail, and all. And just as she was processing her reincarnation nonsense, she learned something insane: she has nine lives. …So she stopped caring. If she can’t stay dead, then she'll make this world regret keeping her alive.

In the neon-lit underbelly of Yangon, 16-year-old Mayri hunts for the truth behind her brother’s murder. What starts as a desperate search leads her into a world of black-market deals, ruthless gangsters, and corrupt officials who want her silenced. With every step, the city’s shadows close in—Mayri isn’t just looking for answers anymore. She’s fighting to survive.