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Aether Moirai was never meant to be free. Born from the final spark of the Abyss, a forgotten god's last act of rebellion, Aether is forged as the vessel of the Abyss—a being whose powers grow stronger the more his mind shatters. Trapped in enemy lands, bound by a system called the Codex that rewrites history itself, Aether must survive a world where truth is a luxury and stories have teeth. Haunted by what he was made to become, and burdened by powers that awaken only at the edge of madness, Aether walks a path between divinity and ruin. As kingdoms fall under the chaos of corrupted tales, Aether discovers that true freedom isn’t running from fate—it’s confronting the thing that wrote it. This is the story of a boy made from sorrow. A king born from the end.

[Abandon all hope, ye who enter here] They say the Upperworld is paradise, clean air, real sunlight, and lives worth living. Down here, we've got rust, shadows… and Breakball. A savage fusion of street basketball, bloodsport, and raw spectacle, Breakball is the only way out of the slums. No rules. No mercy. Men and women grind together, shirtless or in skin-tight outfits, fighting for points, pride, and power. Drugs flow. Sex sells. One match can change your life... or end it. And once a year, the rich come down to watch us bleed. The Blood Star Invitational, one shot to rise, or vanish forever. Nash Blaze was built for this world. Quiet. Tactical. Obsessed with winning. A pass-first point ghost who made his trash team look like stars. But on the day of their miracle call-up, his teammates kicked him out. "You're too weak for the pros. Just a ghost on the court." Even his girlfriend left him, right into the arms of the new team ace. Abandoned, forgotten. Nash was ready to disappear. Until something inside him snapped. [REWRITE SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Categories: Body | Mind | Lust | Dominance. Boosts gained through Training, Victory, Seduction. Trait: Erotic Ascension | Hidden Stat: Legacy Now, Nash can rewrite everything, muscle by muscle, stat by stat. From stamina to sex appeal, reflexes to raw size, every conquest pushes him closer to the top. The court made him a ghost. Now he's coming back as a demon. Fame, vengeance, and women are just the beginning. Because when you're born in the dirt… You don't rise. You burn your way up.

In a land torn by rebellion and shadowed by secrets, four princes of the capital stand at the crossroads of loyalty and betrayal. Amidst political unrest, Prince Li Wei seeks to restore peace by negotiating with rebel leaders—only to find deceit lurking within both camps. When Mo Shan Shan, a mysterious maid with a hidden past, is thrust into the heart of palace intrigues, her fate becomes entwined with the blind yet formidable Prince Lu Bai and the enigmatic Li Wei. As rebellion brews and alliances shift, trust becomes the rarest commodity. In a game of power, deception, and honor, who will rise, who will fall, and who is the true enemy hidden in plain sight? “Prince Of Freedom” is a tale of courage, loyalty, and the enduring strength found in the most unexpected places.

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] “Fuck, you’re not what I expected.” The words cut clean through my mind, link, sudden, and unmistakable, and I froze. The man standing before me was more than wreckage washed ashore. Caelan was the outcast, born a Witch-Fae, and they termed him the wild one. Born of both courts and claimed by neither, he was a creature of untamed magic and impossible legend. And now, he stood before me at the edge of the Pearl Castle, salt water curling around his ankles, cloak clinging to his frame like shadows and silk. “Up close, you’re even more handsome, Morkai,” he said aloud, voice rough but laced with a mocking edge, and he grinned like someone who’d just won a very long game. My pulse kicked hard beneath my ribs and realized that I’d known him before this moment. Not his face, not his form but his voice and his presence. That voice had pierced my thoughts through the link days ago, waking something I thought long dead. “You’re Caelen,” I said quietly, reverently. He winked and stepped closer, unconcerned by the power thrumming between us. “Didn’t think you’d recognize me so fast, your Majesty.” “Your voice is imprinted in my mind,” I replied, the truth spilling out before I could stop it. Caelen tilted his head slightly, the wet strands of his dark hair catching in the breeze. His green eyes, bright and impossibly deep, caught mine and held them. “Then I suppose meeting you here was inevitable,” he said, softer now. I stepped forward. I heard the way his breath hitched, and I knew then he was as affected by me as I was by him. “You are truly a sight to behold. Is this magic or witchery?” I murmured, and a flicker passed through his expression, like he’d been waiting for those words. “Oh,” he said, voice dipping low as he moved closer, close enough for our magic to stir the air between us, and he raised his chin, stared up into my eyes, and spoke with quiet fire, “What about you, your Majesty?” He paused. “You’re not just handsome, you're the kind of beautiful that unsettles every part of my body, since the first time I set my eyes on you." My breath caught, and for the first time in a century, the sea went silent around me. *************************************************************************************** Beneath the waves, destiny awakens. On the shore, something ancient stirs. Morkai Vaelan, the Abyssal Sovereign, was once a prince, now a legend, drowned in time. Bound to the sea by a forgotten curse, he reigns in solitude from his spectral Pearl Castle, feared by sailors and forsaken by the gods. His heart, like the ocean, hides storms no one dares to weather. Caelen Thorne is a Witch-Fae with no home to call his own. Too wild for witches and too human for Fae, he is haunted by a prophecy that marks him as both a harbinger and a key. His magic is dangerous. His past, a mystery. And his future? Drenched in blood and saltwater. When a rupture in the ocean's heart threatens to destroy both land and sea, Morkai and Caelen are bound by a force older than time and drawn into a love that defies every law of gods and men. But as desire deepens and secrets surface, they must face the greatest danger of all: each other. Dark, romantic, and sweeping as the tide, The Drowned Prince and the Outcast is a tale of ancient magic, forbidden love, and the storm that comes when two broken souls refuse to let go.

In a kingdom where nature no longer obeys, and monsters now bloom from the earth itself, one prince is called to find the only woman who might still understand the chaos to come. Eighteen years ago, Prince Dimiour was dragged to the edge of death—only to be saved by a girl with fire in her chest and fury in her bones. Now that girl is his fiercest knight, and his oldest friend. Together, they search for the missing Archmage of Nérou—Dimiour’s mentor, the last hope for a kingdom on the brink of unraveling. But something has changed in the wilds beyond the castle walls. Captain Thaddeus, the grizzled warhound who raised them, has vanished into the marshlands chasing whispers and scars. What he finds is worse than war: evolution gone rogue, fungal monsters that feed on the dead, and the terrifying truth that even the laws of magic are beginning to rot. As Dimiour and Rose follow the trail into a dying world, they must confront the legacies that made them—and decide whether loyalty is worth the cost of survival. Because in this world, the plants grow teeth… and they remember the taste of man.

In the crumbling Kingdom of Valon, haunted by the remnants of a shadow realm long forgotten, Eleonora is an apothecary—capable of healing both bodies and souls with her unique gift. Shunned by her village for a crime she never committed, Eleonora lives a quiet life on the outskirts, brewing potions and tending wounds. So when she comes across an injured soldier in the dead of the night—stabbed, poisoned, and left there to die—Eleonora doesn't think much before bringing him back to her little cottage. Her world is upended when the mysterious stranger turns out to be the Crown Prince of Valon, infamous for his cruel and merciless ways. Feared for his brilliance, whispered about his indifference, and followed by rumours darker than the shadows at his back, Callahan Ashbourne is a man who plays people like chess pieces. He's a master strategist at work. A cloaked wielder of dark forces. His cursed powers transcend the living. He's everything she is meant to fear. Eleonora avoids the nobles just as fire avoids water. But when Prince Callahan starts to take an interest in her, she realizes her days are numbered and her life span significantly reduced. He speaks in riddles. He tests her limits. And with every encounter, it becomes harder to tell if he's protecting her—or pulling her into something she won't survive. But Eleonora is not so easily played. And as the lines between captor and confidant begin to blur, she must decide whether the prince’s interest is a calculated threat… or something far more dangerous. Because in a kingdom where magic is forbidden and power is the deadliest currency, one woman who wants nothing to do with the throne might be the only thing standing between a prince and the ruin he was born to bring.

He was cursed to love. She was chained to hate. Lucian rules the dark with silence and steel. Ari was never meant to belong to him—but fate binds her in blood. He calls it love. She calls it a prison. When the chains break… Will she escape, or return to the monster who never let her fall? A Pure Story Full of Romantic Tension

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Harry Potter was Sorted into Slytherin after a crappy childhood. His brother Jim is believed to be the BWL. Think you know this story? Think again. Year Four starts on 9/1/20. NO romantic pairings prior to Fourth Year. Basically good Dumbledore and Weasleys. Limited bashing (mainly of James). patreon.com/Deepak_fanfic

Zane Kingsley was just your average Gen-Z burnout. Jobless, broke, sleep-deprived, and emotionally sponsored by memes and sarcasm, he didn’t ask to wake up in another world. He especially didn’t ask to wake up in the corpse of Varell Duskshade—a disgraced noble who got himself expelled from the continent’s most elite magic academy by throwing a flaming chair at his professor. With no memories of this body, no magical knowledge, and no idea why his fingers keep glowing at the worst moments, Zane must now survive a school where bloodlines matter, failure equals exile, and everyone remembers what he did—except him. Oh, and there's a mysterious voice in his head that may or may not be a sentient error message from the universe. Armed with broken logic, a twisted sense of humor, and the kind of ideas that shouldn’t work but somehow do, Zane is about to take Eldryn by storm. One illogical spell at a time.

A young man, Etienne Blessad, miraculously returns to his home in Astoria, Oregon, after a fatal accident. He has returned with strange abilities and a violent temperament. With these powers, he only has one goal: to kill the extended family that murdered his parents and destroyed their business empire.

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Rumours had it that he had never lost a battle, some say he is cursed with shadows following him where ever he went whispering things only he could hear and princess seraphine had just became his wife

Enemies to lovers ✓ Tension ✓ High stakes ✓ Smut ✓ Kairen Kurov-Shin is poison in silk. A spoiled prince with too much power, too little restraint, and a habit of running straight into danger. He should’ve stayed hidden. Viktor Volkov doesn’t care who he protects, as long as the pay is good and the job stays quiet. But this job? This boy? He’s loud, reckless, infuriating and so goddamn pretty when he’s begging for control or clawing to take it. Assigned as the prince’s shadow, Viktor is supposed to guard him, tame him… maybe even end him. But nothing about Kairen goes to plan. Not the first kiss. Not the second. Not the way he tastes like violence and ruin. And definitely not the way Viktor keeps coming back for more. There are rules. There’s a timeline. There’s a gun in his hand and a name on his kill list. But when desire becomes a weapon, and love starts to look like war... The question is no longer can he pull the trigger? It’s what happens when he doesn’t?

Kael Everhart, eighth son of the Imperial family, is known far and wide as the Trash Prince. Lazy. Spoiled. Weak in magic. Useless with the sword. All he wants is to nap in the garden, flirt with maids, and eat fancy desserts. On his 18th birthday, the emperor gives him a "gift": exile to the cursed monster frontier known as the Wildlands. But Kael's misfortune becomes opportunity when he stumbles into an accidentally activates the Beast Pact, an contract system that allows him to bond with powerful demi-beast women and beastfolk exiles. Suddenly, Kael finds himself surrounded by beastgirls with claws, fangs, and very little personal space. “[Beast Bond Established: Wolfgirl Alpha - Loyalty: 65% - Affection: 72% - Jealousy: 114%] Warning: You are being hunted by yandere furball.]" ••••

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Heir to Eldoria's throne, Prince Albert feels constrained by King Solomon, his conservative father. When he encounters Isabella, a talented and independent blacksmith whose spirit sparks a forbidden love, his universe is permanently transformed. King Solomon's quest for royal purity conflicts with a growing national catastrophe as they risk all for stolen moments: the strange depletion of Dragon's Breath Ore, vital for Eldoria's survival. The King is unaware that Isabella's family has a deeply held secret about the ore; therefore, she presents both a possible answer and a serious hazard. Albert has a terrible decision when their covert affair is discovered: fulfill his royal obligation by marrying a noblewoman and healing Eldoria's kingdom's crisis or rebel against his father and embrace the blacksmith he loves even if it means forfeiting his crown and leading Eldoria to a new, unforeseen dawn.

Main tags: Rebirth. Power. Romance. War. Harem. Rated 18. At some point it may feel slower as the world and characters are built up, but it all leads to big reveals and intense moments. Hang in there ____ Mystery, mischief, and temptation collide in this fantasy harem adventure where the hero might save the world… or burn it down. Kael is poor orphan living an ordinary life, but his nights are filled with disturbing, recurring dreams that leave him uneasy. He begins to wonder if they carry a hidden meaning. What are they trying to tell him? Beneath his quiet life lies a fate he never expected. Strange visions of royal splendor hint at a world far beyond his reach, until cracks in his reality reveal something, he always felt but never accepted. Kael isn’t just a commoner. He is destined to rise and shake the very foundations of his world.

Luxury, comfort, great wealth, respect, honor, and security—these are the promises made to any child of royal blood. Every member of the Fermielis bloodline enjoys these privileges… except for one.  Despite his royal lineage, Prince Cleus Dominique von Fermielis was left destitute, deprived of even his basic needs. He endured severe and unjust treatment from the palace servants, and the concubines of his father, the emperor, regarded him with disdainful contempt, as one might regard an insignificant pest.  He was nothing, until one fateful day, he met a mage... An encounter that would alter the course of his life forever.

In a world caught in an endless struggle between darkness and light, a boy named Ranji was born under a cursed spell, fated to live a life filled with pain and injustice. He endured his days in solitude and suffering—until death came quietly for him. But fate was not finished with him yet. In the very moment all seemed lost, a being beyond reality appeared—Perodox, the God of Monsters. He pulled Ranji’s shattered soul back from the edge of oblivion and rebirthed him in a new form, not as a mere human, but as the Prince of Elves. Now, Ranji carries an ancient power and a mysterious bond with a forbidden god. Between collapse and salvation, between vengeance and freedom, he must find his path. Will he discover himself in the flames of power? Or will he drag everything into ruin?

I thought it was all over. I wish it was. Something happened to me, something I have yet to ascertain. Now I am thrown to the wolves, my life is turmoil, tragedy. Yet I remain, and I will not falter. I will make it back, I will do whatever it takes.

They vanished when he was seven — his mother’s lullaby, his father’s stories, swallowed by silence. Raised by hands that tried, but never truly healed, Shiva learned to live with the ache. Then came Sri — a spark in the dark, a reason to hope. And just like before, she too was taken. Stolen by shadows as he stood, powerless. But fate had not abandoned him. In the quiet after grief, an old man’s soul whispered from beyond — a forgotten guide bound by mystery and memory. Now Shiva walks a path etched in flame and longing, chasing love, seeking truth, guided by a ghost who knows more than he says.

Victar Willeam is the exiled son of Emperor Sungartas, Emperor of the Empire of Sun. Once known as Leyu Sungartas, the rightful heir to the throne, Leyu was stripped of his title and cast away, left to live under a new identity—Victar Willeam. Living in the distant corners of the world, far from the grandeur of the capital, Victar has learned to blend in as a commoner, adopting a new persona to survive. He wants to live a normal life now as a commoner and not a prince.