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The General's Daughter: The Mission

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"
Azalea_Belrose · 17.4k Views

In a World of Beast Tamers, I Awaken the Dead

Rifts shattered the world, unleashing monsters that drove humanity to the edge of extinction. Survival came only through awakened talents—and among them, Beast Talents rose above all others, granting power, authority, and control over the new world. Beast Tamers became the pillars of civilization, commanding living companions, conquering dungeons, and shaping empires. At the Awakening Center of Red Leaf City, prodigies emerge one after another—rare talents, high ranks, and promising futures. Then Kael awakens. The crystal turns black. The system hesitates. F-Rank Talent: [Grave Compatibility] Dismissed as weak and defective, Kael is labeled a failure in a world that worships living beasts. Even he believes it is nothing more than terrible luck. What Kael doesn’t know is that his talent should not exist. While Beast Tamers command the living, Kael awakens the power to command the dead—necromancy, resurrection, and corpse evolution in a system fundamentally designed to reject it. His talent is not ranked low because it is weak, but because it is incompatible with the world itself. As dungeons deepen, factions clash, and hidden truths about the awakening system begin to surface, Kael’s power grows—from solitary undead to evolving legions, from ignored outcast to an existence that terrifies nations. They call him F-rank. But in a world built on flawed rules, the most dangerous power is not the strongest one— It is the one the system was never meant to contain.
Eryndor_Quill · 1k Views

A BOY MADE OF SHADOWS

He didn’t grow up with a real name. In the place he was raised, they didn’t bother with names at all. They just burned numbers onto kids, and his number was XI. That’s how people talked to him—like, “Number Eleven, do this,” “Number Eleven, stand there.” It wasn’t a life. It was just… existing. He spent most of his childhood underground. Cold stone floors, dim lamps, the same halls every day. He didn’t know anything about the outside world or why the people there were training him. He only knew that the shadows around him always felt strange, like they were watching him. One night, during some ritual he never understood, something unexpected happened. The shadows that were supposed to kill him didn’t. They moved toward him instead—like they recognized him. Like they’d been waiting for him. After that, he walked out of the fortress. No plan. No idea what to do. He picked the name Kael because he needed something normal to call himself. But the world outside isn’t simple. People stare at him. Some are scared of him. And the shadows that cling to him… he still doesn’t know how to control them, or if they’re even safe. Kael isn’t trying to be special or powerful. He just wants to understand who he is and where he belongs. Maybe he’s just a kid who was treated wrong his whole life. Or maybe he’s something else—something the people in that fortress were afraid to admit. Whatever the truth is, he knows one thing: He’s never going back to being a number again.
Masterisaki · 35.3k Views

Love,Written In Ruins

Eloise thought her first heartbreak would end in tears. She was wrong. It ended in gasoline and a match. ​For two years, she’d loved him with a naive belief in "forever." He was her safe place—until she found the truth buried in his trash. Used condoms, the scent of betrayal still fresh. Then came the final blow: a call from a friend who’d spotted him at a restaurant with someone else. ​Eloise didn't just walk away; she crashed his dinner. She emptied a glass of wine over his face, slapped him until her palm burned, and threw the evidence of his infidelity at his chest. ​But heartbreak demanded a higher price. That night, her agony took the shape of a flickering flame. She watched his estate burn, waiting for the satisfaction to kick in. ​It never did. Because the house didn’t belong to her ex. ​It belonged to Luciano Solis De la Vega. ​A man whose name is whispered in the city's darkest corners. Ruthless. Powerful. Terrifyingly composed. Luciano doesn’t believe in mercy or insurance claims; he believes in collateral. And now, Eloise is the only asset he intends to collect. ​She is his debt. His punishment. His. ​Luciano is a master of control, a man who breaks beautiful things just to see them bend. But Eloise refuses to shatter. Every defiant glance and every tremor of fury awakens a dangerous obsession within him. ​Their nights are a war zone where hate collides with heat and punishment blurs into desire. But as the smoke clears, Eloise realizes the fire she started was only the beginning. Between jealous lovers and enemies disguised as friends, she is trapped in a world where even loyalty has teeth. ​When two broken souls collide, they don’t heal. They incinerate. ​From the ashes of betrayal, a new kind of love is written—not in promises, but in ruins.
Layla_Pearls · 8.3k Views

The Peerless Werewolf: The strongest alpha's reign.

“Husband… please don’t hate me…” Those were my wife’s final words as she died in front of my eyes. I ruled with iron and blood. I crushed anyone who threatened my vision…. men, women, even the innocent. They called it madness. I called it survival. For years, I held back. My wife pleaded with me, gentle and desperate. She carried our child and swore she would end it all if I didn’t stop. I listened. I spared them. They repaid mercy with betrayal. They slaughtered my people, destroyed everything I built, murdered my wife, and left me broken in ways no one could ever explain. Two years of endless torture followed. “Accept our God and die quickly,” they demanded. I refused. Not out of faith. Out of pride. They shattered my body, then ended me. As death claimed me, only two things burned inside: Endless hatred… and bitter regret. Hatred for the weakness that let them rise. Regret for the empire I never finished claiming. But death was only the beginning. I awoke in a new flesh…Augustus Vane, heir to a proud but cowering werewolf clan, bowed beneath human masters. Fate has granted me a second life. This time, nothing will chain me. Not love. Not mercy. Not kindness. Not anyone. This time… I will conquer the world! •••••••••••••••••••••••••••• EXTRA TAGS: #Evolution #War #Tragedy #NonHumanLead #RuthlessProtagonist #AntiHero #DarkFantasy #Werewolf #Schemer #FromWeakToStrong #Grimdark #Strategy A/N: Please read at least ten chapters before deciding whether to continue.
Hastenslowly · 5.9k Views

Uma Musume: The Horse Girls Are Peeking at My Diary!

Uma Musume: The Horse Girls Are Peeking at My Diary, Now All of Tracen is Panicking! This is a fan translation/re-imagining of 赛马娘,偷看我日记,特雷森全方了!Please support the original author, 告别亚健康的白鸽酱! Synopsis: Mizuki unexpectedly transmigrated to Tracen Academy, becoming the Trainer for Team Spica and activating a "Diary System." As long as she writes a daily horse-training diary, she receives rewards. However, Mizuki never imagined that her diary would be seen by Special Week, Narita Top Road, Treve, Tokai Teio, Kitasan Black... and many other horse girls. Mejiro McQueen: "Wait, 'Fat Pony' or whatever in the diary... she isn't talking about me, right? Where am I fat?!" Tokai Teio: "Why does everyone know I love drinking honey?" Narita Top Road: "Who are you calling a crybaby? I... even if I win, I definitely won't cry, probably!" Nice Nature: "Why am I called a 'Bronze Collector'? Waaaah, Trainer, you’re too mean!" Kitasan Black: "What's a Support Card? 'Reroll 1,000 times to become God'? What is 'reroll' supposed to be?!" Satono Diamond: "Hmm? Why is everyone calling me 'Freaky Diamond'?" Special Week: "Who is 'Spe-Dumb'? Wait, do I actually have a younger sister?" Agnes Tachyon: "Are the 'Real Horses' counterparts from a parallel world?" Mizuki's diary is full of bizarre information, and the horse girls look forward to it immensely. As the content grows, they even begin to learn about their real-world counterparts in parallel universes...
Chungus_TL · 89.4k Views