romance

What if your life was never your own? What if every choice, every breath, was ink on a page, and you were made to lose? Eris was written to fall. To burn. To become the villain everyone needed to hate. But she remembers everything now. The death. The second chance. The truth. And she’s done playing along. The world wants its villain back. It’s unraveling without her. But Eris is tired. So very tired. And if she must die again, this time, she’ll choose the ending. support me on PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/cw/Rosesarepink

Akira Uchiha opens his eyes in the body of a five-year-old… just one month before the Uchiha Clan Massacre. Weak. Small. Barely any chakra. But he carries a lifetime of memories from another world— and the terrifying knowledge of how his clan is destined to die. As despair closes in, a mechanical voice suddenly echoes in his mind: > [All-Heaven Simulation System Activated.] Each simulation becomes another life— a chance to grow, fight, die, and return with real power: • Skills • Bloodline evolution • Battle instincts • Ninjutsu mastery • Sharpened Sharingan Every run strengthens him. Every failure teaches him. Every death brings him closer to survival. The clock is ticking. Fate is sharpening its blade. Konoha’s darkest night approaches. This time, an Uchiha will not die helpless. This time, a child will rise into a threat no destiny, no clan, and no Ōtsutsuki is prepared to face. ***** “This is a Naruto fanfiction—Naruto and all original characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto. The ideas and storyline in this fanfic are completely mine; I only use AI to help write the chapters since I’m still learning. I hope to use more of my own writing style in future books. Thank you for supporting me! *****

The immortal world had never seen such a talent in millions of years. A young man named Tian Yunxiu rose to the Nascent Soul realm by the age of nineteen, but his arrogance angered the heavens themselves. Lightning struck him down, killing the monstrous talent on the spot. [Welcome to the world of immortals and myths] A calm and collected voice echoed in the mind of the youngster, but it was not meant for him. A new person had transmigrated into an immortal world, as if fate had pulled the strings. A young man with the same name and age appeared, coming from a world where immortality was nothing more than a dream for fantasy readers. [Your body is preparing to house the Void Emperor’s Body Technique; Body in critical state; Using realm base as a catalyst] Not only did a youngster arrive in a world foreign to him, he was forced to live as the joke of the most powerful clan, starting from zero. Yet little did anybody know that their mockery would be paid ten times over, exactly how much stronger the main character’s body technique makes him within his own realm. This is a story of a man who clings to the hope of immortal life. Learning a world he never knew. Becoming a myth as the only cultivator foolish enough to choose a fist and a bow as his main weapons.

Amid the bustling City of Keystone lies hidden groups and buried magic to unravel. What comes are changes in the stars that will shine upon myths and legends, but draw bigger shadows to their truths. It's all too much for Daniel Hart, who just wants to paint for others, but he finds his brush influenced by the slippery effects as maternal mysteries cling to him. WARNING: This is very much full of SMUT before it is mystery and magic. Lots of weird slimy shenanigans too!

People think being small is cute. It’s not. Not when you’re eighteen, trapped in the body of a five-year-old, and every stranger pats your head like you’re a lost child. I’m Xiao Tian, born with white hair, pale skin, and eyes people like to stare at too long. My parents say I was “beautiful enough to be cursed.” I don’t believe in curses—at least I didn’t before. I stopped growing at age five. My body froze, my bones sealed, and time ignored me. My sister—who used to hide behind me—now looks like my older sibling. Even in high school, teachers questioned if my ID was fake. But I still tried to live normally. That ended the day I found the scroll. Old… strange… covered in patterns like dragons choking stars. I touched it—the thing burned into my mind like molten iron. Not metaphor. I mean I felt it slide into my brain. Since then, I don’t dream like humans. I dream of twin figures on a tower of chains—backs touching, one leaking blinding light, the other suffocating darkness. Both look exactly like me. Now I spend my time in the national library searching for answers. Thousands of years of recorded history… still nothing. No myths match what I see. No symbols match that scroll. The only change is my mind. If I touch a book, I learn it. Not read—learn. Word for word. Page for page. Medicine, physics, coding, mythology… all of it stays like cold metal in my skull. But none of it explains why gods scream my name in my sleep.

"Hanae, let’s be honest. You’re too plain. You’re boring. Emi is fragile and needs me, but you? You’re sturdy enough to survive on your own." On their wedding day, Kenji didn’t just break Hanae’s heart—he humiliated her in front of all of Neo-Tokyo, leaving her at the altar for her manipulative, "sickly" stepsister. Everyone expected the gentle, soft-spoken Hanae to cry. They expected her to beg. Instead, she sighed. "You’re right, Kenji. I am sturdy." RIIIP. With a single motion, Hanae tore the silk wedding dress from her body, revealing not the soft skin of a housewife, but rock-hard muscles, scars from a thousand battles, and the terrifying dragon tattoo of the "Asura"—the legendary, retired heir of the Kurosawa Yakuza Clan. For six years, Hanae starved herself, wore baggy clothes, and pretended to be weak just to fit Kenji’s ideal of a "delicate wife." Now, the act is over. The Dragon has woken up. Step 1: Beat up the ex-husband’s bodyguards in high heels. Step 2: Sign a contract marriage with Ryuuji, the dangerous "Demon King" of the rival syndicate. Step 3: Remind the entire underworld why they used to fear her name. When Kenji realizes that his "useless" wife was actually the mastermind behind his success—and the only woman capable of protecting him—he comes crawling back on his knees, weeping for forgiveness. Hanae looks down at him, cracking her knuckles with a smile that promises violence. "Forgive you? Sorry, my husband gets jealous when I play with trash."

Crossing into the 2D world, with both parents dead, money in my pocket, and a place to live. Even if the universe’s ‘no-imouto clause’ is in effect, this still looks like the classic daily-life harem-protagonist trajectory in a 2D world, right? Surely next comes the otaku-bait development, a wonderful story of being surrounded by girls, yes? [Welcome to the “Sacrifice Game.” We wish you the chance to witness the end within true fear.] Wait a sec— This script isn’t right, is it? Corpses whispering, shadowed pits creeping, paper effigies asking for directions, a cursed village’s night patrol, an eye peering from under the bed… Grotesque rules weave a blood-stained net; there is no escape. Only by facing the endless nightmare head-on can one fight for a sliver of life. So, since I’m being entangled by all these horrors, can I get a system? Preferably the kind that becomes overpowered just by checking in! While I was thinking that, I realized I’d gotten the ability to roll back after death. It sure is a cheat—but doesn’t that mean I have to keep betting my life on trial and error? I refuse! I don’t want to be a Subaru-style, die-and-retry protagonist! Someone save me, please! Then I turned around and saw the girls trapped with me: Shinomiya Kaguya, Fujiwara Chika, Gotō Hitori, Yotsuya Miko, and others. Damn it, then bring it on! How could I let beautiful girls be sacrificed in a place like this? I’ll create a happy world—no Urobuchi-style tragedy and no grimdark despair!

a once-noble demon warrior, becomes corrupted by the Ethereal Soul — a cosmic power that magnifies emotion into overwhelming might. Transformed into a demonlord, she forges the sealed realm of Nexus, where her abyssal flames reign unchecked. Centuries later, the Ethereal Soul chooses a new bearer: Isaac, an ordinary human whose heart becomes entangled with Irithel’s fractured soul. When Irithel resurfaces to conquer all realms, a devastating war erupts between angels, demons, and mortals.

Amara thought she had everything— A loving husband, a peaceful home, and a future she could trust. Daniel was her safe place, the man who loved her with a calm intensity that made her feel chosen every single day. But behind Amara’s world of comfort was a shadow she didn’t see coming— Tonia, her “best friend,” a woman who smiled sweetly but carried a heart full of jealousy. For years she hid her obsession for Daniel, silently wishing Amara’s happiness was hers. When Amara’s insecurities begin to grow, Tonia sees her chance. With carefully crafted lies, twisted advice, and pretend concern, she pushes Amara into decisions that slowly destroy the trust between husband and wife. Arguments rise, distance grows, and love starts to crack under pressure—just the way Tonia planned. Daniel tries his best to hold their marriage together, confused by Amara’s sudden change and hurt by accusations he doesn’t deserve. Yet he refuses to stop loving her, even as their home begins to crumble. When the truth eventually shatters everything, Amara is left heartbroken—betrayed not just by her friend, but by her own fears. Daniel must decide if love is enough to heal wounds caused by manipulation and mistrust. And in the middle of the storm stands Victor, Daniel’s loyal friend, who becomes his emotional support as the marriage falls apart. But Victor also sees what Daniel can’t—whether Amara is still worth fighting for. This is a story of love poisoned, trust broken, betrayal uncovered, and the painful journey toward forgiveness—or letting go. A tale where hearts are tested, loyalties are questioned, and the truth hurts more than the lies that created it.

A shy 20-year-old university girl, Ariana, suddenly meets Kian, a quiet but talented young architect. Both have emotional wounds from their past ;Ariana’s trust issue from a broken family, Kian’s loneliness after losing his mother. They slowly connect, become friends, fall in love, break apart due to misunderstandings, and then reunite after growing individually.

Yohan met an attractive woman in the subway station and a remote control fell out of her pocket. When he picked it up, he saw a hint of panic flash across her face. Yohan suddenly felt mischievous. He wanted to watch a good show. So he pressed the button with an evil grin. The subway station exploded. That's how he ended up dying. He found himself reborn in the magical world of Everniel. Even though the world was in constant danger of mystical portals appearing, connecting it with the monster infested islands, it was also full of opportunities. Awakening stone being one of them. But Yohan failed to awaken any magical skill at the prime time. This didn't stop him from trying to be better, richer in life. There were many profitable professions besides being a Hunter after all. As he planned to research colleges and his future career paths, a mysterious girl sneaked inside his house. "Your soul is different from the rest," she declared. "These impure stones will never trigger your awakening." To Yohan's shock, her appearance started changing and a mature demoness appeared before him. She licked her lips. "But let me give you a gift~." And so, Yohan gained his first ever magical skill... The ability to see through anything, be it a monster's weaknesses... Or people's filthy desires.

They thought Tatsuya Shiba was the peak. They were wrong. When a mysterious boy from the Mitsuya Clan transfers into First High, the entire school system begins to collapse. He doesn’t follow rules. He doesn’t need CADs. He doesn’t even show up on the detection radar. They call him The Untouchable, a being no spell can affect, no heart can ignore. Even Miyuki hesitates. Even Lina breaks protocol. Even Tatsuya... watches from the shadows. And as buried truths begin to resurface, the world will soon learn: Magic was never the strongest force in this world, he is. Tags: #MahoukaFanfic #OCProtagonist #HiddenPower #DarkMystery #HighSchoolMagicWar #TatsuyaVsOC #SupernaturalThriller ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds

"You will be reborn as hope, My boy Milagro, Oh sorry its Kaan now." "What Reborn!!?" What is this stupid god of tales saying. *** Kaan born to bring hope somehow became a curse to bring the fall to all of the kingdoms. Well that's what the prophecy says. "Well who cares I will live in this world as the villain and create a hero." "..." "Well that failed huh...." "..." what will happen when the hand groomed hero by the villain defies his orders and ruins the plans made long back... what will happen when an obsessed hero captures the sacrificial villain.... "Jasper please listen to me." "no" "huuu... damn it."

In 2003, Earth changed. Black holes tore open reality, connecting the world to countless secret realms. Monsters poured out. Humans awakened talents. Strength became law. And talent became everything. Lin Mo didn’t awaken. Classified as F-rank, unable to cultivate spiritual energy, he was pushed out of the new era and into obscurity. While his peers hunted monsters and climbed realms, Lin Mo became a high school teacher, lecturing awakened students who pitied him. His colleagues avoided him. His girlfriend left him, calling him nothing more than a licking dog. Even his once-clingy younger sister began to look at him differently. In a world where talent decides survival, Lin Mo was already obsolete. Until the day a black vortex thunder descended in the middle of the city. Struck by lightning no one could explain—and survived—Lin Mo awakened something the world does not allow to exist: He can copy other people’s talents. Not permanently stealing them. Not mindless absorption. But refining borrowed talents into his own, upgrading them beyond their original limits. F-rank is no longer a verdict. Talent is no longer sacred. As secret realms stir, monsters evolve, and humanity’s ranking system begins to crack, Lin Mo quietly steps back into the battlefield—not as a hero, but as an anomaly. And anomalies are always eliminated first.

Nyx Gald never belonged to either world-human or vampire. But when a twisted fate drags him to the Mirror world, everything spirals out of control. A fake Nyx living his life. A human girl, Stacy, who begins to fall for the wrong version of him. And Nia, a deadly vampire who claims his heart as her own. As secrets unfold and bloodlines awaken, Nyx is forced into a dangerous triangle of love, power, and destiny-where every choice costs blood. Two worlds. Two loves. One cursed boy caught between them. The saga begins.

Algernon dies in his original world, and he is chosen as one of nine destined to become a Supreme—an omnipotent ruler of worlds. Armed with the mysterious Conqueror System, he is thrust into a multiversal battleground, where the key to power lies in conquering iconic worlds teeming with legendary heroes and fearsome villains. It's all about a man named Algernon building power, getting beautiful woman and doing everything he can. it all starts from DXD. if you're interested in these world conquering fanfics then hop on. To show your support take membership on my patreon for 3$ only. it's would help you gain early access to chapters: patreon.com/xxSUPxx

Han Taewon, just some random streamer with a past as a martial prodigy who became a national champion at 18 and was about to debut to international level. But the thing called luck is sometimes bad, really– extremely bad. After a supposed accident, his body burnt to the point that it was impossible for him to compete at International– not even national level anymore. Nowadays, just existing, streaming. Living in a shut-in life style for 3 years, it had already caused him malnutrition, muscle loss, sleep deprivation, weak bones, weaker immunity system and an unhealthy body. He passed the day just like any other day, the only difference being that it's his birthday and also the fact that he promised his subscribers that he will really prove who he is. Waking up really early in the morning, doing a light jog and walking up to a park, sitting there in a daze before coming back, chatting a bit with the security guard. Everything is the same. He goes to a freind's convenience store to buy some things, but his body starts to feel weaker as signs of nausea also starts. He goes to the store, where his freind whom he made after coming here, does a small birthday celebration for him knowing he won't do it himself. Han comes out of the store, but his nausea keeps becoming stronger as blood also starts coming from his nose, which he again ignores as just another weird symptoms of his condition. As he heads back to his apartment, his headache and nausea keeps becoming stronger before collapsing just outside his apartment. A pain, as if billions– no, trillions of needles have been stuck into his legs, which keeps on creeping up his body while also becoming stronger till it reaches his throat as another bolt of pain stronger than all the pain he has been experiencing and all he sees is himself. Suddenly– he wakes up in a entirely different place, still vividly remembering what happened. Confused, he runs out of the room as another impossible headache hits him and blood trail comes out from his nose. The next moment, he opens his eyes in a completely bland gray world. He knows what he has to do right now. Complete a homunculus. As the original owner of the body is still here, with him, switching body every half a day. Now Han has to navigate in a completely unfamiliar yet well as familiar world to first be independent, only then find a purpose.