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I had nothing left to live for. No family. No friends. No future. Just a shattered soul wandering through a world that had already taken everything. Then I died. And that’s when everything changed. I woke in a world of light. A void between realms. A place where gods whisper and broken souls wait to be judged. There, I met Ashen Crimson—a man who had once been worshipped, then feared, and finally cursed by the very gods he had defied. A tyrant who had destroyed his own world. But now, he’s offering me something terrifying: His life. His past. His power. His chance to make things right. The catch? The world of Zerawell is fractured. Ashen’s name is soaked in blood. His fate is sealed—exile, ruin, and eternal hatred. And now, it’s my name. Because I’ve been reborn as Ashen Crimson, heir to a house that both reveres and reviles me. A noble with dormant shadow magic, a shattered reputation, and a cursed destiny I never asked for. But I’ve lived a life of pain. I’ve walked alone through hell already. And I won’t follow his footsteps into madness. With a divine system familiar in my soul, a second chance burning in my chest, and the memories of a monster as my burden— I will rewrite this fate. Let them call me villain, disgrace, or traitor. I didn’t choose this story. But I’ll finish it. Even if it kills me.

Di balik bayangan dari cahaya itu sendiri, tersimpan kisah lama yang bahkan takdir pun enggan menyentuh. Kisah tentang tiga jiwa yang terikat bukan oleh darah, melainkan oleh kehendak langit yang telah retak. Varnokh, Caedron, dan Elvanor tidak pernah benar-benar mati. Selama ikatan itu tetap hidup, selama kabut hitam masih bersembunyi di balik sinar matahari, mereka akan selalu ada, menanti, bertarung, atau mungkin... saling menghancurkan.

WARNING! DARK FANTASY Madness is like a whisper at first. Soft. Harmless. Almost comforting. But the longer you listen, the louder it becomes. Until it’s screaming—and there’s no turning it off. Too late for me. It’s already inside. They said I was unstable. Delusional. That I imagined the blood. The mirrors. The things crawling behind the walls. But I know what I saw. They put me in here to silence me. To “treat” me. But this place—this asylum—it’s the real madness. The hallways shift. The clocks tick backward. And the patients… they aren't human anymore. What is this place? ...and who was I before I forgot? But the real question is—what’s remembering me? Discord channel: https://discord.gg/YPak2qGN

[MATURE CONTENT] "What do you want, Johnathan?" Jonathan, with guilt or regret struck on his face, bows his head and says, "I have made a grave mistake, my Lord!" He says, and in his mind, 'The mistake of coveting what can never be mine.'

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She was merely a means to his end. All he wanted was her family’s restaurant—never her heart. But as she smiled at him, unaware… she couldn’t have known the man standing before her might be the one to turn her whole life upside down. In a small grilled pork restaurant at the heart of the city, Ning An lives a quiet life, simple days filled with food, family, and routine comfort. Until one night, a quiet stranger walks in. Polite, composed, and unreadable. He becomes a regular. Then something more. But behind his calm gaze is a reason he can’t confess. And in the shadows of his past… someone still lingers. One woman is beginning to open her heart. The other has never let his go. And between the truth and the lie, who will be the first to walk away?

[18+] Shen Yanyue shared a steamy night with her unrequited love, Lu Beichen, a.k.a. the 2nd prince. They would eventually married, but would her love be reciprocated, or would the one night and union break them further apart? Was there a deeper meaning that connected their fates? Whose cries did she hear in her dreams? And how should she deal with the hot mess on her bed, while finding herself entangled in a revenge plot that began their story?

"Very well, mortal. Your… audacious request is granted. You will return to the beginning, stripped of your immediate memories, driven only by your inherent… drive. And our observation… will be most keen." Minwoo's smirk widened into a confident grin. "Good. Don't blink. You might miss something." The celestial chamber shimmered, the gods beginning to fade, their expressions a mixture of solemnity and intense curiosity. "The game… begins anew," their voices echoed, carrying a resonance of the unique arrogance of his desire.

[Scrapped] "I Am Not the Protagonist" Reincarnated. Doomed. Over it. Caleb was just a sleep-deprived mess of a man, dead before thirty and buried under unfinished art and caffeine-fueled regrets. Now? He’s been reborn into a fantasy novel he once read — as a minor villain whose only personality trait was simping for a heroine who didn’t even remember his name. Gross. Determined to ghost the cringe script written for him, Caleb throws the plot in the shredder and walks his own crooked path through the elite Academy, where heroes train, secrets fester, and a demon invasion looms in the shadows. He’s not the chosen one. Not the protagonist. Not even a sidekick. But he is a wildcard. And sometimes, that's exactly what the story needs.

poems, short stories, writing prompts, and story snapshots that i come up with. this will not be a daily update, more than likely when i am finished writing something i will put it on here.

A sudden crash shattered the children's laughter, ripping through the air like a scream. Then came another. And another. And another—each louder, more brutal than the last—until a heavy, haunting silence fell over the earth, as though some invisible force had declared the chaos over. It was as if peace had finally been restored, but at a cost too cruel to name. Even the angered sky seemed to have been appeased, its furious weeping quieting to a soft, mournful drizzle. All Theo felt was motion—violent, disorienting. He was being tossed around like a rag doll, weightless and helpless, until a pair of arms—strong, trembling—wrapped tightly around him. He assumed they belonged to the nanny. Then... nothing. Just silence. A void. The driver had been skilled. Trained. Experienced. But none of that mattered. The accident came anyway—unforgiving, unstoppable. How was a child supposed to understand what death looked like? How was he supposed to know that in that twisted, mangled wreck of steel and shattered glass, he was the only one still clinging to life—while his companions had slipped quietly, irreversibly, into the world beyond?

Tim died trying to save a girl and got sent to a place with literally nothing ,just infinite Void. Just when he was losing hope he was sent in to the body of Trinston ,a rich guy. Tim ( now Trinston) was really exited to love his new life ,he thought that like every reincarnated person,he was going to get his own cheat, a System which would help him rise to the top really fast. But little that he know about the suprise waiting for him.

"is it true..." "what happen all of a sudden...i just-i just want to help." "what am going to do now...Somebody save me...Someone help me to survive this hell..." Read what happen when a girl interfere a little and become an obsession of a person who is everyone's nightmare... NOT AN OPTION READ NOW Thankyou for reaching...✨

Synopsis: In a city trying to solve a housing crisis in the most questionable way possible, a new government policy offers subsidized apartments to young "couples"—with one bizarre catch: they must live together for at least three months. Noa Aizawa and Ren Kurosawa? They signed up as a joke. Not dating. Not even close. But somehow, they get approved... and now they’re sharing a one-bedroom apartment with one queen-sized bed, a stack of awkward rules, and absolutely no plan for how to survive the chaos.

You're tired of those stories where the protagonist is an extra who embarks with his group and hides his power until no one knows when, right? Well... me too, and because of that I decided to create this book. Here none of that will happen, here you will find: Op protagonist; Class world where all awakened have a system screen; Kingdom building; Wars; No harem; Well-developed secondary characters; Villains that can make you love them and ask me for a happy ending for them (not all of them, of course, lol); Lots of action; and breathtaking fights; --------- Alex was on his way to work, hitching a ride on the school bus When suddenly time seemed to freeze and a whitish-purple portal enveloped the entire vehicle And the screaming took over everything, until a flash forced everyone to close their eyes When Alex and the rest of the vehicle's passengers opened their eyes after an unknown amount of time, all they saw was a green forest unlike anything they had ever seen before And a strange translucent screen appeared in everyone's vision and from then on things would never be the same again --------- 1 chapter per day releases, because I work and won't have much time available for 2 per day; Except on weekends, as these will be days of rest and I will be able to organize the story more calmly; But I guarantee that every wait for an update will be worth it; leave your comments and help me with stones A hug from your author who will one day be your favorite lol

He died a soldier’s death in a war that meant nothing. He woke a god’s pawn in a war that meant everything. Both were lies. When Sergeant Jorge Ramirez bled out in Fallujah, he thought it was over. Instead, he awoke in Terra Arcanum – a fractured world where magic fuels corporate empires, streets bleed void-spawned horrors, and his PTSD unravels reality itself. Armed with a stolen Super Soldier implant, Jorge fights to survive… until the implant’s Omni-Bazaar offers a deal: Trade soul fragments for infinite power. Save this world. Doom yourself.

"You are the most beautiful Konoha girl I have ever seen." "There seem to be stars in your eyes." "Can you teach me Konoha ninjutsu?" "The child is my gift to you." "Can you give me the tailed beast?" "There is something going on in Kumogakure, I have to go back first." ………… Good news, after crossing over, you will be an Uchiha, and you will be given a Sharingan at the beginning. After reaching the maximum level, you will attack in Gundam form! Bad news, this blood is not pure, and it still has half of the blood of the Night Moon Clan of the Hidden Cloud Village. Fortunately, the entry system has been awakened. In order to survive, Qingsi can only carry out the evil will. [The Art of Speaking: What you say is more convincing] [Strong body: Your endurance is endless. ] "The will of black fire is also the will of fire!" "This is Konoha, you are the ones who should get out!"

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A soul never meant to exist has slipped through the cracks of the divine, forged in secret by Gaia herself—a fusion of every essence, from the divine to the damned. It wasn’t supposed to survive. But one accidental slip by the soul weavers sent it crashing to Earth… right into the womb of a human woman. Years later, in a world unaware of its ticking time bomb, a child is born beneath storm-split skies. What was meant to be the beginning of a normal life becomes the spark that could end all existence.

In a world where honor and destiny collide, Thorin Oakenshield stands on the precipice of adventure-unbeknownst to him, the real battle lies beyond the mountain he seeks to reclaim. Tasked by Gandalf to protect the enchanting Maureen, an eye changer with secrets of her own, Thorin grapples with an unforeseen bond that tugs at his heart and challenges his steadfast resolve. As they journey through treacherous landscapes fraught with danger and deception, the shadow of an ancient dragon looms over the Lonely Mountain, its gilded hoard tempting even the noblest of souls. But it is not just the treasure that threatens to consume Thorin; the specter of legacy and madness, inherited from his grandfather, stirs within him-a relentless reminder that his fate may not be his own. With Maureen by his side, her unique powers both a blessing and a mystery, Thorin must confront the vulnerability that comes with trust and the fierce love that can grow from protection. Can he conquer the dragon within and without, or will the weight of his heritage shatter the fragile bond they have forged? In "Not Quite Mine," heartbreak and hope intertwine, leading readers on an unforgettable journey through friendship, sacrifice, and the quest for belonging. Join Thorin and Maureen as they navigate a realm where every choice impacts the future, and love may be the most powerful weapon of all. Will they find their way to a shared destiny, or will the past tear them apart? Step into a tale where the heart's truths are as perilous as dragons, and nothing is quite as it seems. I do not own Thorin or any other characters of The Hobbit. I just own Maureen or any other character that I decide to add. This is my first time writing fanfiction, please be kind. I welcome criticism but in a healthy way. Hope you enjoy reading this. Please don't forget to engage. Love M

Sandra Dass believed her life was flawless. A thriving career, a tight-knit circle of influential friends spanning politics and global affairs, and the confidence that she could bend the world to her will. But her illusion of perfection shattered when she discovered her husband’s infidelity—a betrayal compounded by the knowledge that all ten of her closest friends knew and kept it from her. Left with nothing after a devastating divorce, Sandra vanished, her heart hardened by bitterness. She returned with a singular purpose: vengeance. One by one, she dismantled her friends' lives—shattering their dreams, tearing apart their marriages, unraveling their relationships, and, when necessary, resorting to murder. When the dust settled and the ruins of their lives lay before her, Sandra stood unrepentant, her heart colder than ever, declaring the truth she had come to believe: All men are the same.