Borrow Holly

[Warning : Mature content : Lemons] Leon is reborn as a healer in the crumbling village of Eldwood, he wields a power as potent as it is provocative: the ability to cure curses, heal wounds, and even ignite temporary magical prowess by borrowing magic from his harem—all fueled by lustful, erotic encounters. Leon is not only a healer but using his magic he can also gain temporary magical powers, where he can make his own spells by combining the powers of different women. He has to fight against the demon lords and save the world using his powers and his harem of selective women and his very versatile magical powers, which are lust driven and erotic and powerful. __________ * Contains smut, a lot of it. * No ntr.

MUST READ! Go through my synopsis! ____________________________________ "[System Notification > Quest Complete: Apotheosis Through Death]" "[New Quest > Make the threat submit] "[New skill obtained > Sovereign hands]" In a world where gods and different divine creatures walk among mortals, power isn’t just a privilege, it’s survival. Most people rely on Visors, elite fighters who harness mystical forces to battle threats beyond normal comprehension. After a brutal underground fight leaves him on death’s edge, Liam awakens with a secret system. Quests. Stat points. Skills. Level-ups. It’s like a game, and he is its player. The first quest? Kill or be killed. AUTHOR’S NOTES : -I mass drop chapters every beginning of the month (10+). -I update twice every other day, and sometimes more. -The MC will eventually get to a point where he is overpowered. -The MC will have contracted OP summons that he borrows abilities from. -The fighting scenes are well written, especially in such a way that it feels like its animated and with a high budget. -No harem but the book is open to romance and a little 18+. So if you’re tired of all the Harem on Webnovel, this is the book for you. -Discord Channel creation will be done soon -Auxiliary Volumes Soon! -This will turn out to have multiple story channels so sit tight cause it’ll be a long run -Know that i’m not perfect, so at certain times, I’ll make errors, but with you pointing it out, I’ll have them corrected within a day. -I will appreciate every form of support. Each and every form of support keeps me going! Thank You! _____________________________________ VOTE! VOTE! VOTE!!! 50 Power Stones= +1 extra chapter. 100 Power Stones= +3 extra chapters 200 Power Stones= +5 extra chapters 20 Golden Tickets= +1 extra chapter 40 Golden Tickets= +3 extra chapters 70 Golden Tickets= +5 extra chapters. SUPPORT! MagicCastle Gift (5,000 coins)= +3 chapters & The Gifter Suggests a Character’s name & background of choice for me to write about SpaceCraft Gift (10,000 coins)= +5 chapters & The Gifter Suggests Character’s name, background and Ability GoldenGachapon Gift (15,000 coins)= +8 chapters & The Gifter Suggests Character’s name, background, Ability and a storyline intended Discord: @forzy_007

Meet Simba—a broke village boy with rich-boy confidence, fake graduation pics, and a borrowed blazer two sizes too big. From photoshopping his way into Harvard to faking a faint in church to avoid donating money, Simba’s life is one long episode of lies, Wi-Fi bundles, and embarrassing miracles. In a world where social media clout is more important than the truth, Simba will do whatever it takes to look successful—even if it means renting cars, collapsing on cue, or pretending to Zoom from China while standing behind a toilet. FAKE LIFE is a wild, hilarious ride through a young man’s desperate mission to look important, sound international, and avoid real work at all costs. Warning: this story may cause stomach pain from excessive laughter and suspicious trust issues.

With unmatched talent, but a fate sealed by a terminal illness, Jeong Yeon-Shin challenges his destined death for a chance to live. Set in a realm where elves and dwarves coexist with martial artists, this is the story of Jeong Yeon-shin, a genius fighting to extend his life against all odds.

Torn from a life on modern Earth, Alph awakens in a new body, in a harsh medieval world where a mystical "Awakening Ceremony" reveals one's most compatible path. But Alph's destiny isn't tied to ancient rituals or the expectations of his snow-bound village. His true awakening comes with the activation of a mysterious game-like system panel, granting him an unprecedented advantage: the ability to learn and master any profession he chooses. No longer just a scholar with borrowed memories, he is a transmigrator armed with a cheat that could redefine the very meaning of power and skill in this new reality. From these humble, confusing beginnings, Alph embarks on an extraordinary ascent. With the potential to become a true Master of All Paths, he must navigate the dangers of a world steeped in magic and conflict, harness the boundless capabilities of his unique system, and forge his own legend. But will limitless potential be enough to survive, thrive, and perhaps, understand the reason for his second chance at life? I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad and ScribbleHub.

Weary reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, shadowy shelves of this somber library. However, I regret to inform you that this book is ill. Your fingers should be able to feel the raised, diseased growths on the surface of its cover. The words, written long ago, cling to the pages like parasites, hoping for someone to observe their writhing, to feel them, analyze them, and touch the diseased core of this story. If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition.

She stayed when everyone else walked away. Maxine was the quiet one. The secretary who never asked for more, the woman who loved in silence, and the secret he kept in the shadows. She gave him everything—her time, her body, her loyalty. But it was never enough. When Trina returned, Maxine didn’t beg. She simply watched him choose her all over again. But this time, she’s not staying to wait for leftovers. She’s done being the afterthought. She’s leaving quietly, carrying the only thing he never asked about. And maybe this time, he’ll finally realize what he lost. He didn’t see her when she stood beside him. Will he chase her now that she’s gone?

When love isn't enough to save a marriage built on borrowed time. ----- Alyssa thought being a second chance mate meant getting a real shot at love. Three years of marriage to Alpha Damien Blackwood taught her otherwise. The moment his first mate returns with tales of captivity and torture, Alyssa becomes expendable—a placeholder who's overstayed her welcome. Accused of crimes she didn't commit, stripped of everything she holds dear, and carrying a secret that could change everything, Alyssa faces the ultimate betrayal: rejection and banishment from the only home she's ever known. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. As the mate bond shatters, another snaps into place. Alpha Alaric Roman—mysterious, powerful, and claiming her as his own—stands between her and exile. Two Alphas. One woman. And a child whose existence could destroy them all. Sometimes the Moon Goddess gives second chances. Sometimes she gives third ones. But when the past refuses to stay buried and enemies wear familiar faces, Alyssa must decide: fight for a love that was never truly hers, or embrace a destiny she never saw coming. -------- In the game of mates and fate, everyone plays to win. But only one can claim the prize. A tale of betrayal, second chances, and the dangerous game of hearts where love and power collide.

Desan doesn’t know who he is. He only knows how to bleed. Waking in a tomb of ritual, impaled by memory and soaked in the leftover will of things he’s killed, Desan is thrown into a world already broken, drenched in fog, stitched with cults, and ruled by monsters in the skin of men. His only companion is a voice fused to his brain, snide and possibly insane, speaking in riddles and half-truths. As Desan fights to survive, he begins to see the truth buried in ash. He doesn’t just remember the things he slays. He becomes them. Every kill infects him. Every breath is borrowed. And something ancient watches from behind the fog, waiting for him to wake up fully. Waiting for him to fall.

In a world where the dead whisper and memories bleed through time, I wrote of a love that was fleeting—yet forever. He was sorrow stitched in silver thread. She, a name the wind still said. Their touch? A flicker—fierce and brief. A borrowed joy. A shared belief. Now he walks where she once fell, Haunted not by wrong—but well. And in the hush between each spell, He feels her there… all too well. In Veilborne, memory isn’t just a curse—it’s a tether. I created Kael bound to death and shadow, lingering in the spaces Wyrglen awakens—not just drawn to her blood, but to a love that hums like a half-forgotten song only they remember. The past doesn’t stalk them in terror, but in longing. A touch. A look. A name—still said. Their love was brief in time. But infinite in weight. Some bonds don’t break. They bleed.

She died a hunter. She woke up in a cursed girl's body. In a world not her own, survival is just the beginning. ----- I died with a blade in my hand. Then I woke up beneath the sky that wasn't mine. They say I'm the discarded daughter of a commoner—locked away for a prophecy, forgotten by the world. But I remember monsters. I remember blood. I remember a different life, one where I was strong. This isn't my world, and this body was never mine. But the danger feels familiar. And when the monsters come, I still know how to kill. Now, I hide among merchants. I keep my head down. But the Church hunts people like me, and something beneath the surface of this land feels wrong. The pnevma twists. The moon watches. And the memories I carry… they don't always feel like my own.

In a zealous attempt to purge the last of the rebellious Nephilim, Livne Atniel, known as the Skywrath Comforter, accidentally fractures the Doldrio Plane, the divine barrier separating Second Heaven from the universe below. Unbeknownst to him, one particularly cunning Nephilim had been playing dead, lying in wait. As the crack opens, it slips its formless essence through the breach, fleeing all the way down to a forgotten, war-torn planet called Bastardia. Fearing what chaos this rogue spirit might unleash, Atniel descends to hunt it. The plan is simple: with angelic help, he’ll incarnate into the freshly deceased, borrow a body, and cleanse the heresy. But the plan misfires. Instead of merging with a corpse, Atniel finds himself bound to Irvine Donovan, a Seed E Ezlenmir student who attempted suicide… and inconveniently, survived. Now, stuck inside the mind of a barely-functioning teenager, Atniel must complete his divine mission while grappling with mortal teenage drama, an unfamiliar world, and a host who definitely did not sign up for holy warfare. Can a fallen angel trapped in a failing student’s body stop a cosmic heretic before Bastardia collapses into apostasy? Or will the apocalypse be delayed... by academic probation?

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[Book published on royal road: Unnikuttan I was born with no name. No memories. No power. Just a mask. A porcelain-white mask that whispered names I’d never heard—and lives I had never lived. The first time I wore it, I became her: The Blade Dancer of the Dying Moon. The second time? A dead queen who spoke in tongues and commanded spirits. Every mask I wear brings power… Every life I borrow brings danger. Because someone—or something—wants these masks shattered. And the moment I put on the wrong one… I won’t just borrow the past. I’ll become it.

Crimson Fate In the kingdom of Veridion, crimson eyes are a curse — marking those destined for the throne, and sealing their doom before they can claim it. Duke Lucien D’Aragon, the last Crimson Carrier, now stands at the edge of ruin: blinded, betrayed, and hunted by those who fear the power in his blood. Isadora was ready for a simple date, slipping on an ancient bracelet that she borrowed from the museum — never imagining it would tear her from her world and hurl her centuries into a kingdom ruled by magic, ancient bloodlines, and brutal tradition. In Veridion, Lucien is more than a legend. A cold, undefeated general feared for his crimson eyes. He trusts no one.Until her. Isadora — a woman from another dimension he cannot comprehend, with fire in her soul and a heart unwilling to bow to the cruel fate of his world. Their meeting ignites a chain of events that could unravel kingdoms, awaken cursed legacies, and defy a destiny written in blood. Some fates are forged in darkness. Some hearts refuse to be broken. And some stories were never meant to follow the rules.

Elise has never belonged. Not in the house that treats her like a burden. Not in the school halls where whispers and laughter follow her. And certainly not in a life that feels borrowed—like it was meant for someone else. But everything changes the day she finds the fountain.And a fairy who speaks of a world Elise doesn’t remember... but can’t seem to forget. As reality starts to unravel, Elise finds herself caught between two lives: the one she was forced into, and the one calling her back. But the truth has enemies. And the past has claws

The clock on my bedroom wall ticked past midnight, its soft clicks drowned out by the growl of my stomach. I, Haruto Tanaka, high school second-year and self-proclaimed master of procrastination, was facing a crisis of epic proportions: I was starving. Not just “I could eat a snack” starving, but “I might sell my soul for instant ramen” starving. “Ugh, why didn’t I grab something after club?” I groaned, flopping onto my bed. The kendo club had run late, and I’d been too lazy to stop by the convenience store. Now, my fridge was a barren wasteland, and my wallet was crying somewhere under a pile of manga. As I stared at the ceiling, a wild idea struck me. “What if… I summon food?” I sat up, grinning like an idiot. Okay, hear me out. Last week, I’d found this weird old book in the school library’s “do not borrow” section. It was called The Grimoire of Minor Conveniences, and it had spells for stuff like “find lost socks” or “make your tea the perfect temperature.” I’d skimmed it during

"She was never meant to be seen. He was never meant to exist." In the quiet town of Gloria, Aidan lives in hiding—his blood potent, his identity dangerous. Bound by a secret past and the weight of a curse, he crafts potions for survival and watches over his younger twin, Adeena. When an invitation arrives for a royal ball in the capital, Aidan makes a choice that will haunt him: he lets her go. Dressed in borrowed silk and escorted by a paid chaperone, Adeena enters a world of chandeliers, masks, and veiled intentions. Aidan stays behind... at first. But when his uncle warns him of a shadow moving within the palace—one that knows what he is—Aidan infiltrates the event, unseen, cloaked in secrecy. The ball ends in fire. The girl vanishes. Aidan’s blood can heal—but not rewind time.Adeena smiled as the violins swelled. Draped in sapphire blue, her hair pinned with borrowed pearls, she looked older than her years—almost noble. No one in that ballroom knew she’d come from a forgotten village. No one knew her chaperone was paid. No one suspected the boy who sent her here was watching from above. Aidan stood among the shadows of the chandelier beams, breath held tight, gaze fixed only on her. He was never meant to be seen—not here, where his father’s face might be recognized in his own. Eldric gave the signal. Everything’s fine. But it wasn’t. A woman in red silk approached Adeena. She smiled too much. She moved too slowly. And when she touched Adeena’s hand—just a brush—Aidan flinched. That’s not Dahlia, he thought. And it’s not Mary. The chandeliers exploded. The glass rained like cursed snow. By the time Aidan reached the ballroom floor, Adeena was gone. Turning is a gothic fantasy of stolen identities, cursed bloodlines, and a brother’s descent into a world that was never meant to remember him. For readers of Heaven Official’s Blessing, Who Made Me a Princess, and The Abandoned Empress.

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AE never meant to fall for her. At first, his heart belonged to someone else—L, the quiet crush who made loving feel safe because it never had to be real. But then came K: bold, bright, and unexpected. What started as a borrowed pencil and a side hug turned into deep feelings, late-night texts, shared drawings—and, eventually, heartbreak. When AE finally confessed, she told him she had eyes for someone else… but ended up with a guy who was never part of the story until that moment. Left behind, AE starts to question everything: Did he ever matter? Was she laughing with him… or at him? Now, AE writes it all down—the way it began, the way it hurt, and the way it never really ended. But what happens if K reads this story herself? A raw, poetic tale of first love, betrayal, and the memories we wish we could forget.

What do you do when you wake up married to a man you’ve never met… and the real bride is missing? Claire Holloway opens her eyes in a luxury penthouse, wearing a designer wedding dress, a strange ring on her finger, and no memory of saying “I do.” The man who calls himself her husband is powerful, magnetic, and terrifyingly composed — but something about him doesn’t add up. She’s not supposed to be here. Across town, a woman vanishes on her wedding day — and with her disappears the truth. As Claire begins to uncover the fragments of a life she doesn’t remember living, she stumbles into a dangerous game of identity theft, buried memories, and borrowed love. Someone has rewritten her story — and they’re willing to kill to keep it that way. But Claire isn’t alone. As secrets unravel, she crosses paths with Lyra Quinn — the woman who was supposed to be the real bride. Together, they unearth a sinister conspiracy buried in a tech empire called Cain Industries — a company that doesn’t just erase memories… it replaces them. Now Claire must decide: Will she reclaim the life that was stolen from her? Or forge a new one — even if it means loving someone she was never meant to remember? In a world where memory is programmable and identity is a weapon, love might be the only truth they can’t erase.

Thirty days. One death flag. And a villainess desperate to survive. I went to bed a reader. I woke up as Evelyne Renestra—the infamous noblewoman doomed to die in chapter ten of my favorite novel. Now, a glowing countdown haunts my every step. If I follow the plot, I die. But if I change too much, the world itself begins to unravel. To survive, I must defy fate, dodge my own death flags, and forge bonds with the very people who were meant to destroy me—including the story’s heroine. But the deeper I dive into this fractured world, the more I realize: this isn’t just a story anymore. It’s real. And I’m no longer the villainess I used to be. With timelines collapsing and love blooming where I least expected, I must decide—can I rewrite my ending before time runs out… or will I lose myself in the process?

In a quiet village, danger arises as threat from the Demon lord's kingdom is sent, they demand to be paid back what the village chief once borrowed but no one knew that this corrupted leader had spent all the money on his own. His unloved concubine’s daughter is offered in place of gold to appease his wrath. But the so-called monster lord is no demon—he’s a man imprisoned by a childhood curse, sealed within his castle walls for life. Legends whisper of a girl with eyes like burning rubies—eyes said to break any curse. And when she arrives, those same eyes might just unravel fate itself. Dragged into a world of gothic castles, cryptic rituals, and royal secrets, she agrees to a blood-bound ritual to help him step beyond his cage. But the spell for freedom comes with a price.

They called me Lu Siyan—the cold CEO, the aloof husband of the villainess in some overused female lead novel. But I wasn’t some extra. I wasn’t here to play along. And no, it’s really not because I got thrown out of the office that I ran off to the slums. I just didn’t feel like bowing to a world that already scripted my failure. With nothing but a borrowed suit and a fake ID, I built a company out of lies, sweat, and caffeine. My first batch of employees? Kidnapped—well, hunted—from a third-rate college using a plastic gun. The principal, oddly impressed, muttered, “At least he’s increasing our employment rate…” The office was a mess, so I made it into a simulator. Literally. I built an “Office Worker Simulator” where chaos reigned and productivity thrived. My empire rose from bugs, bugs, and even more bugs. But it worked. Then one day, I saw her—my old boss from my past life, looking exactly the same. Turns out, she’s my biological mother in this world. The same boss who wrung me dry like a used dishcloth… was my actual mom here. I thought I was just born to suffer. Still, a boss is a boss. And a sponsorship is a sponsorship. So I did what any self-respecting fake CEO would do. I made my mom the chairman of my company. And so begins the tale of the slum CEO, the accidental son, and the world’s first “office simulator tycoon.”

My uncle Clinton has always been one of the kindest, most optimistic people I know. He’s the type of man who would give his last dime to help someone in need, and he never complained about the hardships he faced. Like many others, he dreamed of financial freedom and a better life. So, when he discovered the FIRE — Financial Independence, Retire Early program online, he truly believed it was his chance to finally turn things around. The program looked so real — polished websites, testimonials, fake success stories, and seemingly trustworthy “advisors.” They told him he could retire in just a few years if he invested smartly into digital assets. He was sold. My uncle put in every penny he had. And when that wasn’t enough, he borrowed money — from friends, neighbors, even from me. I remember the day he came to ask me for help. He was full of hope, talking about how this FIRE program was “the real deal” and how it was going to change his life. I believed him because he believed so deeply. But in reality, it was all a lie. A carefully crafted scam. Weeks later, he tried to withdraw some of the money — and everything disappeared. The website was suddenly offline. Customer service had gone silent. The so-called advisors stopped responding. It was as if they had vanished into thin air. That’s when the horrifying truth hit — it was a complete fraud. My uncle was devastated. He had no money left. Worse still, the people he borrowed from — people he trusted and who trusted him — wanted their money back. And when he couldn’t pay them, a few of them filed complaints. The unthinkable happened: he was arrested and thrown into a cell for debts he never imagined would destroy his life. Watching a good man suffer like that shattered me. I felt angry, helpless, and desperate to find a way out. That’s when a close friend mentioned Autopsy Mainnet Recovery, a digital asset recovery company in the U.S. I was skeptical at first — after all, we’d just been scammed by people who also seemed legitimate. But I reached out anyway, hoping against hope. From the moment I contacted them, Autopsy Mainnet Recovery treated the situation with urgency, compassion, and a level of professionalism I hadn’t seen before. They explained how they could trace the stolen crypto using blockchain forensics. Their team went to work immediately — tracking down wallet addresses, analyzing transactions, and building a digital trail that led them directly to the scammers. Weeks later, we received the news that changed everything: Autopsy Mainnet Recovery had recovered 84% of my uncle’s lost funds. But that wasn’t all — they had also handed over detailed evidence to law enforcement, leading to the arrest of the people who had scammed him. That day, my uncle was released. And not just from a prison cell — he was freed from the weight of shame, from fear, and from the dark place he had fallen into. When I saw him walk out, with tears in his eyes and trembling hands, I knew we had witnessed a true miracle. Today, Uncle Clinton is rebuilding his life. It’s not easy, but he has hope again. And it’s all thanks to the incredible team at Autopsy Mainnet Recovery. They didn’t just recover his money — they gave him his life back. If you or someone you love has been the victim of an online investment scam, don’t give up. There are people out there fighting for justice — and Autopsy Mainnet Recovery is one of them. We’ll never stop being grateful. WhatsApp: ‪‪‪+44 758 601 9698‬‬‬ Website: ‪autmainrec.com‬ Email: [ Autopsymainnetrecovery@autopsy.co.site ]R

A vida de Holly vira de cabeça para baixo quando ela precisa cobrir o turno da mãe no trabalho. O que parecia uma simples ajuda familiar se transforma em uma inesperada jornada que a tirará de sua rotina e a lançará em um turbilhão de acontecimentos. O que será que a espera nesse novo caminho?

Underneath the Suit: The Fractured Vow “Where memory fractures... the vow still stands.” -->The name was erased. The vow wasn’t. Beneath the suit, something awakens. Beneath the badge, something refuses. In a fractured future where cities run on corporate lies and gods sleep beneath synthetic moons, two lives spiral toward each other—bound by blood, buried power, and a war the world tried to forget. Ryuu Takeda, a technician in Sector 9, lives quietly—trying to shrink beneath his rage. By night, he fights in circuits like PIT, chasing rumors of his missing brother. His past is erased. His brothers are gone. Only a bloodstained watch keeps him tethered. The system marks him as dangerous. The streets whisper a name he never chose. And something inside him wants to burn through the silence. Audrina Cromwell, an elite Eclipse enforcer, lives by protocol—until she breaks ranks to save a child. Her locket opens for the first time in years. It bleeds shadow, hums with memories not her own, and calls her by a title she doesn’t understand. Now she’s hunted for something even she can’t explain. Cults chant forbidden names. Knight relics tremble in the dark. And power stirs in those, the world forgot how to control. As divine monsters, broken myths, and AI ghosts converge on a buried truth, Ryuu and Audrina must decide if the fire inside them is inherited, stolen...or something new. Because something ancient is bleeding through the cracks. And someone—maybe both—is carrying a vow the world tried to erase. A vow was broken once. The gods bled because of it. Two lost souls who were never meant to meet. One shattered prophecy. And a war no one remembers—until it remembers them. They weren’t born to save the world. They were built to survive what comes after. Not chosen ones—just broken ones fate failed to erase. —— Power System: AURA Aura doesn’t awaken from destiny—it breaks loose when the soul stops kneeling. It is defiance made visible. The scream of will, shaped into motion. When belief becomes will—and will becomes a weapon. The stronger the soul, the brighter the burn. But some flames consume. Aura awakens when the spirit breaks its chains. But some chains bind gods. And some gods remember. Suit up. Break. Burn. Become. —— Core Elements: Cyberpunk meets Divine Horror Dual Protagonist Psychological Spiral: underground fighter & haunted officer No Systems. No Prompts. No Mercy Aura vs. Borrowed Power: soul-forged will vs. divine residue Urban Mythpunk: dreamfolds, Knight relics, shadow-driven warfare Slow-burn convergence, fractured identities, sacred violence Secrets that whisper before they scream —— Author’s Note: Lo, brave reader—thou who wander’st where shadows writhe and oaths lie broken, This be mine first tale upon the scrolls of Webnovel. If thou seek worlds cracked with myth and power born not of birth, but of defiance— And souls who, though torn, dare rise again—then come. Walk with me through ruin and remembrance. Each act shall grow in terror and truth. What beginneth in silence shall end in flame. Speak thy thoughts. Scribe thy theories. Share thy witness. The crack hath opened. We fall not alone. — ChaosKNIGHT (C.K) Ashvale (“Oh, it feels cringe?” Aye—’tis why we keep a simpler tongue…) This is my first Webnovel. A slow-burn, emotional story built on identity, myth, and transformation. If you enjoy fractured worlds, mythic systems, and broken people who rise again—I hope you stay. Each act deepens. The fracture widens. And the fire only grows. Feedback, comments, and wild theories are always welcome. Let’s see how deep the cracks go. Thanks for reading. The fracture begins now. - I sometimes add Images in comment section(From me or From internet) ——

In the shadowy depths of the Underworld, Queen Zalara, a being of immense power, dies giving birth to her heiress. Her demise triggers a cosmic eclipse, a testament to her inherent might. In a desperate act to evade eternal damnation, Zalara performs the forbidden Alchemy of Souls, seeking a new vessel. She awakens in the human realm, disoriented and horrified to find herself inhabiting Lyra, a blind, feeble orphan girl, rescued and cared for by her kind grandmother, Elara, in the quiet village of Noldor. Zalara, trapped within Lyra's weak form, grapples with the indignity of a mundane human life. Her frustration boils until the night of a Full Moon, when her true power surges, transforming her into a primal, hungry werewolf. This terrifying freedom allows her to roam and hunt, causing mysterious "mishaps" in Noldor. The village's unrest reaches Emperor Fëanor III and his formidable wife, Queen Isolde. The Emperor seeks the wisdom of Master Alderon, the spirit guide, to cleanse the village, but Isolde, a master of forbidden magic and alchemy, harbors a dark secret and actively obstructs Alderon's efforts. She knows precisely what Zalara is, fearing exposure. Lyra's unassuming presence catches the eye of Crown Prince Aerion, who, charmed by her, invites her and Elara to the Royal Palace. This grants Zalara unprecedented access to the court, fueling her suspicion of Queen Isolde. Lyra, now pregnant with Aerion’s child and falling deeply in love, discovers a shocking truth: Isolde bears the mark of the Alchemy of Souls. Zalara's investigation uncovers Isolde's true identity—Shaman Choi, who usurped the real queen’s body years ago. As Isolde's borrowed form begins to decay, she frantically seeks a new vessel, leading to a climactic confrontation during another soul-transfer ritual. The powerful Ice Stone, reacting to Zalara’s presence, isolates them all, revealing Zalara's full form and the suppressed soul of Lyra. The ultimate twist: Lyra is the original, rightful Queen Isolde. Zalara must now choose between reclaiming her throne in the Underworld or embracing her new life, love, and child in the human realm, knowing her own vessel's decay is inevitable.

Abandoned by a system that forgot them, Lena, a widowed mother of three, scrubs floors by day and sells roasted corn by night just to keep her children from going to bed hungry. Her youngest daughter, Elia, is bright-eyed and bold, while her older daughter, Mara, is quiet but sharp as a blade. Together, they dream—not just of survival, but of greatness. When a chance encounter leads them to the world of online commerce and digital entrepreneurship, the two girls begin building something in secret. What starts as a small project on a borrowed phone becomes a movement—and a transformation. But dreams come at a cost. As their business grows, so does the danger—from jealous neighbors, ruthless scammers, and even their own doubts. Now, the family must decide how far they're willing to go, and who they’re willing to become, to rewrite their story. Ashes to Emeralds is a powerful tale of grit, resilience, and the quiet fire of family bound by love and fueled by ambition.

Secondary Title: "The Time I Got Reincarnated as a Rich Guy in a Normal World No Magic, But a Disease That'll Kill Me When I Turn 18." Genre: Drama | Tragedy | Slice of Life | Psychological | Romance Length: 75 chapters | 6 arcs Authors: SaneBane | Nyxcie --- Scozza Lore has everything a kid could ask for - a loving family, a quiet home, and a life of comfort. But behind his smile is a secret: his time is running out. Born with a countdown only he remembers, Scozza must navigate childhood, friendship, love, and loss while knowing his eighteenth birthday will be his last. No fantasy. No superpowers. Just a borrowed life... and what he chooses to do with it. --- Enjoy.