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Gene System

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In a world where the strong eat the weak, where genetics are the ruling factor to a person's strength, a young man named Blake must fight to survive. Having lost one arm already and no power to call his own, the odds are stacked against him but he refuses to remain powerless, determined to survive and protect what matters most to him. It's one fateful day that Blake's whole world changes. Through a deadly encounter Blake awakens a hidden power deep in his genetic code, The Gene System. But the cost was agonising, some of the worst pain he's ever had to endure. The state of the world is in no better position, rampant crime and atrocities litter the world committed by a group of terror known as the Gene Hunters. The Gene Hunters, a twisted group of people who show no mercy to their victims. Dissecting cloning, anything to harvest the genetic material from their prey. No one is safe from their reach, not the military, civilians, his friends or his family; everyone could be lost at a moment's notice. Their reach doesn't just affect the military or people in power, but the innocent civilians, ordinary people like his family and friends. Anyone with even a morsel of genetic powers is prime for them to harvest, no one is out of the question. Over the years, they have only become more ruthless, destroying towns and countless lives in their wake. Changes started to appear in the world only recently. It started with stronger genetic powers then it progressed to animals mutating almost evolving faster than normal generational leaps. Unseen by most, a force beyond the comprehension of man lurks within the blindspots of the planet, waiting, watching, influencing events just out of reach, waiting for the perfect moment to devour everything. Blake must survive a relentless series of events or risk losing it all in an instant.
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Ghost in the palace

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.
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Heretics Wish

Noah, a grieving medical student, loses everything—the love of his life, Cecilia, and the future he had built. One night, fate intervenes: a flash of light pulls him into Cannan, a world ruled by the Seven Elohim, reborn as a low-grade knight. But this is no ordinary rebirth—he awakens 500 years before the timeline of the game The Last Wish, a game he once studied for Cecilia’s sake. Thrown into a world of discrimination, political intrigue, and harsh hierarchies, Noah is drafted to serve Euphemia, a delicate noblewoman whose secret divinity makes her a target. Though she becomes the first spark to reignite his sense of purpose, the real challenge lies ahead: the sprawling, dangerous world of The Last Wish, where battles, artifacts, and the manipulation of history will test every skill he has and every lesson he remembers from the game. Armed with knowledge of future events, Noah navigates a brutal world where kings and nobles play games of power, divine forces intervene, and every choice can alter the timeline. His journey is not only to survive, but to reshape the world of the game itself, walking the line between hero and legend, and perhaps discovering the meaning of life, love, and sacrifice along the way. ........ I’d like to clarify that the cover image used for this novel is not my original work. All rights belong to the respective creator. If you are the owner and would like it to be removed or credited properly, please contact me and I will take it down immediately.
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