The King Must Die

An einem regnerischen und kalten Herbsttag, wie er in dieser Jahreszeit so oft vorkommt, kämpfte ich mich durch die unaufhörliche Nässe. Der peitschende Regen prasselte gegen mein Gesicht und lief in kleinen Bächen über meinen triefnassen Regenmantel. Mein schwerer Rucksack zog an meinen Schultern, während ich versuchte, meinen Arbeitsplatz möglichst schnell zu erreichen. Es war ein Tag wie jeder andere, oder so dachte ich zumindest – doch das Schicksal hatte andere Pläne.

Was war schlimmer als der Tod selbst? Nun, es war das Sterben in dem Wissen, dass dich niemand vermissen würde, in dem Wissen, dass dein Tod ein Gefallen für alle war, die du je kanntest. Genau so fühlte ich mich an dem Tag, an dem ich starb. Ich war das uneheliche Kind des Eclipse-Alpha-Königs, und in einer Zeit, in der der Bund zwischen Mann und Frau als heilig galt, war ein uneheliches Kind nichts weniger als ein Sakrileg... Es war seine Schuld, er liebte eine andere als seine Gefährtin... Es war seine Schuld, er hatte Geschlechtsverkehr mit einer menschlichen Frau. "Es war alles seine Schuld, mein einziges Verbrechen war, dass ich aus seiner Lust geboren wurde. Aber warum war mein Vater, der Alphakönig, in Sicherheit, während ich stattdessen gehasst, verachtet und für alles verantwortlich gemacht wurde? Warum musste ich das Druckmittel meines Vaters sein, um seine Ziele zu erreichen? Warum musste ich mit meinem eigenen Stiefbruder verpaart werden? Warum konnte ich nicht wie alle anderen eine Abfuhr erhalten, sondern wurde von meinem eigenen Partner ermordet? Warum wurde ich getötet, bevor ich überhaupt eine Chance zu leben hatte? Ich hatte tausend Fragen und doch gab es niemanden, der sie beantworten konnte, und genau so bin ich gestorben... Warum also flatterten meine Augen an diesem Tag auf, einen Monat vor meinem Tod? War es wegen meines kleinen Geheimnisses? Ein Geheimnis, das ich niemandem außer dir erzählen werde... Nach dem Titel meiner Geschichte musst du denken, dass ich ein Omegawolf bin... Nein, da liegst du falsch... Ich bin kein Omega-Wolf, ich bin ein Alpha-Wolf und mein Name ist Omega. ~Zweites Buch der Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Serie. *Kein Prequel oder Sequel zu 'The Alpha King's Nemesis', beide Bücher sind nicht miteinander verwandt, mit Ausnahme des Weltsettings und des Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Konzepts. *Das Titelbild stammt aus dem Internet, alle Credits gehen an den ursprünglichen Künstler.

Khan is alone in a world where the weak are prey. With no talent for cultivation, his dream of greatness seems impossible. Yet, Khan refuses to let that stop him. Through The Record of Khan, a tome chronicling his extraordinary past, his descendant unveils a story of relentless struggle—against the world, his own limitations, and the odds stacked against him. On this journey, Khan discovers an unconventional cultivation method, carving a path to greatness that transforms not only himself but the world around him. From an ordinary man to a legend, his actions reshape the future and inspire generations to come. Will Khan’s determination be enough to overcome a fate written in weakness and achieve greatness? What to expect: -MC is not a good person, though he may appear to be at first. -MC does not have a harem, though future subordinates, nobles, etc., may have them. -A Cultivator World, Unfiltered: There is no equality, and morality bends to power -MC is not a wuss or overly deferential. -Eventual kingdom building, though expect to wait a while. -Business building (you don't have to wait that long). -MC has actual relationships with people. -Legacy building. - Mix between Cultivator world and Medieval world -MC transitions from slightly nice to cold-hearted and jaded over time. Expect a journey of self-discovery, where Khan faces not only external challenges but also the transformation of his own values and identity. Release: Tuesdays/Wednesdays at 3:00 PM EST (12:00 PM PST, 8:00 PM GMT, 4:00 AM CST) Note: The tags and content warnings are there to give me freedom as I develop the light novel. Please feel free to share as much feedback as you can. Your feedback is invaluable! If something feels off or a character seems inconsistent, let me know—it’s your feedback that helps make this story the best it can be.

Every 10,000 years, a great war called RAGNAROK breaks out between the gods . Humans, elves, dwarves, fairies and other mortal beings are just pawns in the game of the celestial beings. As soon as civilizations reach a certain level of development, the gods bring about their destruction. This knowledge has long been forgotten and the Telos people do not know what awaits them. Everything changes when Frei, an ordinary young bandit, finds an ancient sword that carries the soul of the past. This is a story about an unequal fight against destiny.

When Galena finds Devanté is becoming more and more addicted to a virtual paradise, she has to decide on whether to sit back and watch, or break into the digital realm in pursuit of burning it down.

What do you do when the first thing you remember after apparent reincarnation... are the steel bars of the prison coach, driving you off to an exile meant as just a fancy manner of execution? Deprived of all the memories of this world and armed with nothing but high spirits, Theo found himself in the land where mythic-grade beasts reign supreme. Thankfully, a reincarnation wouldn't be complete without a system! And what if his system... HAD SYSTEMS?! "An SSS-Rank beast wants to kill me over some berries? Fine, let me drop a hundred tons worth of stone on its head!" "Trains? Logistics? But do you know what a speeding train does to a body? Or hundreds of bodies, neatly stacked in formations for said trains to run over?!" "It's not a waste of resources, it's a future-proof investment! And I'm too rich to run out of them anyway!" Join in to follow Theo's path from nothing more than a monster's snack to the ruler of an industrial empire... an empire he built the proper way— from the ground up! *** Current Challenge: 100ps - 1 bonus chapter 150ps - 2 bonus chapters 250ps - 4 bonus chapters! ***

The brother of Gregory Evans, a Catholic cardinal and one of the favorites to be the next Pope, is kidnapped on the way to Santiago Compostela and he has to decipher the secrets of the way to save him, however, a group that has been trying to end the Church for centuries Católica finally has the means to achieve this.

“I’m a warrior from the alternate universe.” “The Goddess summoned me to this world to defeat the Devil that has imperiled the world and to restore peace to the world.” “I understand that it’s my cardinal duty. Since I’ve been summoned to become a Warrior, I’ll do my best to beat my opponent even if he’s the almighty Devil.” “Don’t ask me why. That’s what the book says.” “But… isn’t this development straying from the plot?!” This is the beginning of a scam in an alternate universe. It is also the story of a warrior with a mission to defeat the Devil. At the end, he realized that he had been duped instead.

Thousands of races coexist, where the sword and Magic shine together, the Human Race, Sea Race, Elves, Dwarfs, Orcs ... all rush to unfold the light of civilization, composing their epic tragedies! (A Lord's Farming Tale)

For over two thousand years, Zehen has been trapped in an endless cycle of life, an immortal man searching for the one thing he can never find......death. In a world where magic lurks in the shadows and the world’s darkest secrets are just beneath the surface, he’s been everywhere, done everything......and nothing works. Until he meets Mai Hashimoto, a girl with her own hidden darkness. Together, they strike a pact, drawn by their deepest desires. But their journey pulls them into a war that has raged since the dawn of time.....a conflict between gods and mortals, where every step forward leads them deeper into chaos. Zehen seeks peace. What he finds might destroy them all.

In all the books and stories I’ve read, family was always the pillar of strength that pushed you forward when everything else abandoned you. I always loved that phrase that kept repeating: *"Even if the whole world is against you, your family will stand by your side."* But my story… was the complete opposite of those tales. I was born as the second child—the unwanted one. The entire world was on my side, but my family… was against me. All the love and attention were poured onto my older brother. He was the perfect son, the star that never faded from my parents’ sky. And me? I was the shadow, barely noticeable. What I received from them was nothing but neglect—or worse… beatings and abuse. I still remember the day my life changed forever. It was just another fight between us, but this time, it ended with them getting rid of me—throwing me out into the streets at the age of ten. But my misfortune didn’t stop there. As I wandered aimlessly through the streets, a thief attacked me, stabbing me with a cold blade. I felt life slowly slipping away from my body, and as I closed my eyes, I thought that my end had finally come. Yet when I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the streets of my city. I found myself in a world eerily familiar, as if I had somehow slipped into one of the novels I had read before. It felt like a strange dream—until I realized the bitter truth: I had reincarnated into the body of the forsaken prince. A prince who had suffered the same fate I had known in my first life. But this time, his end was even more tragic. He had been deceived, hated by everyone, and in the end… he was brutally and disgracefully executed. Damn this wretched world. And damn the bastard who brought me here. I never asked for a second chance. Spare me your nonsense and just let me die in peace…

"Patriarch Sun, your sect is now a well - known Sword Sect in the cultivation world of the Northern Region. How do you evaluate Dean Xu?" "I often tell experts that Dean Xu is my idol. When others were hunting him down, he instead tried to make friends and forge partnerships. The disciples he trained were sold to other sects once they reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Now, his disciples are everywhere, and he has a vast network of people." "Then, how do the senior figures of the Demonic Path here view Dean Xu? He has been hiding his identity and mingling in the Demonic Path for several..." "Reporter, stop talking nonsense! Our sect master is the most famous demon in the Southern Border. The person you mentioned has nothing to do with him!" "All right, all right. Then, I'd like to ask Acting Patriarch Qin. As the largest sect in Xize, the Illusory Sea Sect. Dean Xu is secretly in control behind the scenes and has carried out financial frauds, involving countless sects. Now, the creditors are protesting outside our venue. How do you respond?" "This is ridiculous. Our sect master doesn't even have the surname Xu. Besides, we have no creditors at all. The creditors all died in the scramble for the ancient cultivation inheritance. Those people outside are just rival sects trying to cause trouble for us on purpose." "But according to our investigation, the ancient cultivation inheritance is a new grave built by Dean Xu, and not everyone inside was killed by the explosion..." "I'm warning you! This is blatant slander!" "Let's put this question aside for now. So, how do the demon tribes in the Eastern Wasteland view him?"

Alfred, a history teacher on Earth is suddenly thrown into the body of Prince Alfred Lindonfall, the twelve-year-old prince and heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Ammar. With the abrupt death of his father, the responsibility to rule a Kingdom falls on his shoulders. Having to navigate a medieval court and world, his journey to creating an empire and putting his knowledge into practice sees him become a man he never knew he could be, being shaped by the new world and unique circumstances he faces. There are many characters who get a lot of focus and can be called a lead in their own right, but I won't put their character descriptions in as it would be too much of a spoiler for chapters in future. Cover Art: not mine so here is the credit. https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/351912463658203/

About a young girl, who started feeling life challenge at a tender age, life took turns after her father's death every one of the family was in the hustle field to survive. she found true love, he was her comforter, and was there for her. When it.see. like the relationship was taken to the next level, the worst happen, it almost ruin her life.

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?"

Delyth has had her fair share of luxury and worked her whole life for years more of it; so by what fate was she exiled to the west and more importantly how would she survive the wrath of the imperial prince who's dead set on bringing her down... PS: cover not mine, contact me privately if you want it taken down.

mystery Island

Once a noble house of power and prestige, House Soient was brought to ruin through treachery and bloodshed. The last surviving heir, Zarphinion Soient, has spent his life wandering the fringes of civilization, honing his strength, taming mighty beasts, and preparing for the day he would reclaim his family's honor. That day has come. Gathering warriors under his banner, Zarphinion embarks on a brutal campaign to restore House Soient’s legacy. Alongside his fiercely loyal shapeshifting guardian, Asira, and the enigmatic succubus Lilith, he carves a path through the remnants of the noble houses that once conspired against his kin. But war is not just fought on the battlefield—it is waged in the halls of power, the whispers of old allies, and the shadows of forgotten betrayals.

The Earth was torn apart, reshaped into an endless dungeon—a brutal labyrinth of blood-soaked corridors, twisted monsters, and stages that grow more terrifying with every level. The rules of survival have changed: gather coins, and use them to buy anything you desire. Power, safety, even happiness—everything has a price. For Lex, there’s only one thing he craves: death. But in this world, where coins can buy anything, even that is out of reach. Cursed with the power "Die to Begin," every time Lex dies, he's resurrected at the start, trapped in an endless loop of survival and torment. All he wants is enough coins to finally purchase the one thing that he had been seeking for countless lifetimes—an end. In this nightmare, where money can truly buy anything, Lex will sacrifice everything, even his humanity, just to escape the endless suffering. -------------------------------- If you'd like to support me, here's my patreon :) https://www.patreon.com/c/HYLP

After dying in an accident, a burnt-out office worker is reborn as King Azriel Von Albrecht, the infamous tyrant from a novel he once read as a teenager. To make matters worse, a prophecy foretells his downfall, marking him as a doomed ruler whose reign will end in bloodshed. Determined to change his fate, Azriel refuses to wait for death. If the prophecy speaks of a Chosen One destined to bring his ruin, his only option is to strike first by killing them before they can fulfill their destiny. Yet, he is forced to confront a brutal question: Is survival worth becoming the villain? ON HIATUS

Aberaeron has been facing recurring cases of murders and people going missing for the past few months. Witnesses report demonic activities and wraiths attacking travelers at night, the bodies of the unfortunate found mauled, flesh rendered from bones. The Emperor and elites of the upper court have dismissed the issue as merely a propaganda to fuel the religious zealots. Melannia Ashberne, the heir to the House Ashberne, has her own demons to face with unpleasant nightmares destroying her sleep. When her family is attacked on a trip to the city of Ravelon, Melannia finds herself standing in crossroads of deadly truths, harsh betrayals, and questions better left unanswered.

"Wer zum Teufel bist du?", bellte er und packte mich mit seinen Händen in einem Schraubstockgriff am Hals. Ich rang nach Atem und spürte, wie mir das Leben entglitt. "Bitte... ich ... kann es erklären." Er lockerte seinen Griff, behielt aber seine Hände in meinem Nacken. "Dann tu es." Tränen strömten aus meinen Augen wie Regen. "Ich... ich bin nicht Sol... Ich bin ihre Zwillingsschwester Luna." ********* Luna Grande hätte nie gedacht, dass sie einmal in die gefährliche Welt ihrer Mafia-Familie zurückkehren müsste. Aber als ihre Zwillingsschwester Sol verschwand, wurde sie in eine Rolle gezwungen, die sie nie wollte - sie musste ihre Schwester ersetzen und Dominick Phoenix heiraten, den grausamen und herrschsüchtigen Don der rivalisierenden Phoenix-Mafia-Dynastie. Dominick Phoenix ist der frisch gekrönte Don der Phoenix-Mafia-Dynastie und wird alles tun, um seine Position zu behalten. Doch als Dominick herausfindet, dass Luna nicht die ist, für die er sie hält, dreht er durch und macht sich auf die Suche nach ihrer Schwester Sol. Denn Sol hat tatsächlich etwas Wertvolles in ihrem Besitz, das Dominick unbedingt haben will.

She was never supposed to love him, he was the one person she despised, but for how long could she deny the flutter and Sparks he made her feel. ******* She is an assassin, the princess of the witches, sent to marry the Vampire King with one purpose—to kill him and secure her clan’s victory in a war that has raged for centuries. He is Rhydian, the brooding king burdened by his father’s bloody legacy, forced into the alliance to protect his people from the looming Dragon Empire. Rhydian distrusts the witches, while Seraphina resents the vampires, but neither is prepared for what fate has in stall. As they face palace intrigues, ancient prophecies, and brewing rebellion, their indifference begins to shift into something neither expected—love, an emotion they both try to deny, but is impossible to ignore. I won't call this an enemies to lovers because she is the only one who hates him, also...this will contain R18 scenes, I'll always highlight that on every chapter so you can skip if you want. A/N: I hope you all will stick with me till the end, feel free to check out my other book, I'm in love with a grim reaper, you might like it, I hope you do.

Rewritten version of Translucent Entity