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Dark Holder Edward Federal once lived another life one of betrayal, pain, and secrets that could shape the fate of entire worlds. In that past, the enigmatic Alok guarded a mythical artifact, setting into motion events whose echoes would span lifetimes, shaping Edward’s destiny in ways he could never imagine. Reborn into a universe where gods manipulate from the shadows, dragons rule vast realms, and the golden-bodied Entreal assign impossible fates, Edward awakens with the Creator Holder, a power that can forge weapons of unimaginable strength and even bend reality itself. Yet even such power cannot protect him from the dangers awaiting in the multiverse. Haunted by memories of his past life, hunted by divine forces, and drawn into a web of betrayal, romance, and revenge, Edward gathers a band of extraordinary allies—elves with hidden pasts, warriors seeking justice, and mages wielding powers that could alter entire realms. Together, they explore the perils of the Dragon Realm, uncover the secrets of the Infinity Realm, and confront the ultimate shadow behind it all: Hostarge, the god whose schemes could unravel every reality. Every creation reshapes destiny. Every battle tests his limits. And every choice draws him closer to a truth more dangerous than he could imagine: the line between hero and weapon, love and vengeance, past and present, is razor-thin. Will Edward rise as the savior of countless realms—or become the destroyer written in prophecy? DARK HOUR UPDATE When the last minute strikes, darkness rises. Daily chapter at 23:59 PM (GMT+5:30) Step into the shadows — join our Discord community to discuss chapters, theories, and fan art, and become part of the Dark Holder realm: [ https://discord.gg/R5j3Q6Sq ] MANGA On Tapas link https://tapas.io/series/DARK-HOLDER- Don't Miss the Final Minutes of the Day When Darkness Awakens

ENGAGED IN THERE OWNS LIFE TROUBLES, DOESN'T KNOW WHATS WAITING AHEAD FOR 'THEM' ...... "...." "Move. From my seat." His voice was low, calm, but carried a subtle sharpness that cut through the silence. "What do you mean?" The words barely left the boy's lips before Silas flinched. That same uneasy, familiar feeling surged through him again—this was impossible. The student occupying his chair slowly turned his pale green eyes toward him. They were sharp. Dangerous. Predatory. "This… this can't be happening," Silas murmured under his breath, a whisper lost amidst the silence of the room. A..Ahser..why is he here?. ..... "Brown… red hair… lime-green eyes…" He took another drag, the smoke hanging heavy in the chill air. "…You're the new student, aren't you?" "Do you have a problem?" he asked, his voice sharp, rude, unwavering. The first man smirked, embers from his cigarette glowing against the darkening sky. "Your name… it's everywhere in this school, boy." "So… I'm famous now?" Silas replied, his tone laced with dry sarcasm. "Famous?" the man laughed bitterly. "Of course. You've pissed off the wrong bastard." Silas's eyes narrowed. "Which bastard?" The man's smile curved cruelly. "Ah… I won't ruin my day by saying his name." Noah extended a hand toward Silas, a gesture meant to signal friendship—or at least truce. His companion behind him, Kevin, froze for a moment, caught off guard by the move. Silas, however, merely glanced at the outstretched hand, his expression unreadable. The awkwardness between them stretched like a taut string. "My name's —" "I'm not interested in knowing," Silas interrupted sharply, his voice calm but cutting, refusing the offer. Eh? What? Noah's eyes widened in surprise, the gesture he had offered recoiling in his mind as something he hadn't expected. Kevin, for a moment, flinched, unsure what to make of Silas's cold dismissal. Did he just—ignore me? Noah thought, a flash of irritation crossing his face. Silas ignored the hand entirely and turned away, moving with deliberate steps. The message was clear: he would not be swayed, not by gestures, not by charm, not by manipulation. Noah remained frozen for a heartbeat, grinding his teeth in frustration. Dark shadows of anger crossed his face. For the first time, he had extended a hand toward someone—and it had been flatly refused. ..... "Aiden—" Delan stammered, his voice trembling. "Who?" Silas asked calmly, his eyes cold and sharp as he looked at them, measuring. "These… these are Aiden's people," Delan whispered. "Aiden's people?" Silas's brow furrowed." "Is Aiden from this school? Because looking at these bastards' faces, I seriously doubt they're not from here." The intruders stood silently, listening to Silas and Delan speak. Then, their leader—who stood slightly ahead of the others—fixed his gaze on Silas, scrutinizing him carefully, as if trying to recognize something. "These eyes… this hair—" he said, nudging his companion with a laugh. "Hey, this is the kid we've heard about," the other whispered back. "Who? Oh, the one with the colorful eyes and hair—the one Boss mentioned," the leader replied. What!, boss, does their boss know me?. A thousand echoed Silas's mind. "I got to meet him myself today," the leader said with a laugh, pulling a cigarette from his pocket. "Well, you've got killer looks boy, no joke." Silas's gaze swept to the door, his colorful eyes narrowing as he counted five of them blocking the exit. In a single glance, he lost sight of the rest, spread across the room, their presence menacing and deliberate. Smoke from the cigarette curled outward as their leader, Lexi, fixed his sharp eyes on Silas. "Thinking about how you're going to get out of here?" Lexi sneered. "Of course," ...... #SchoolBullying #SchoolLife #BrokenFriendship #FriendToEnemy #Revenge #DarkSecrets #ActionDrama #RichFamilies #Betrayal # Supperpowers #SCI–FIC

I was the brightest star in the Tottenham academy, until I punched the director and got expelled. Everyone said my career was over before it began. They were wrong. I am Renzo Uzumaki. I’ve been reborn in 2015 with a secret that will change the pitch forever: The Football Legend System. While others are training their lungs, I’m downloading the S-Level models of the gods. Platini’s vision, Ronaldinho’s flair, and Batistuta’s thunderous strike—all flowing through my veins. From being an outcast in London to becoming the creative engine of Fiorentina alongside Salah and Gomez, I’m not just playing the game; I’m breaking it. The scouts ignored me. The media mocked me. Now, they have to watch as I rewrite the record books with a single pass. Gerrard saw the spark. Liverpool took the gamble. But Serie A is where I’ll become a nightmare for every defender in the world. Even the titans, Ronaldo and Messi, will have to wonder: who is this genius making the beautiful game look this easy? I didn’t come here to be a substitute. I came to be the Legend.

"The Fallen Duke's Legacy" opens in the Kingdom of Eldoria, a realm of feudal grandeur where noble houses vie for favor and power flows from the throne of King Roderick. Among these houses, none stands more respected than House Valtor. Duke Arion Valtor, a warrior of legendary prowess and a ruler of uncommon wisdom, governs the prosperous Western Marches with justice and compassion. His wife, Duchess Elara, is renowned for her grace, intelligence, and unwavering loyalty to both her husband and her king. Their two children—eleven-year-old Elias, serious and observant beyond his years, and eight-year-old Lira, bright-eyed and curious—represent the continuation of a legacy built over generations. But this golden age is built on a foundation of sand. In the shadows of the royal court moves Marquis Caius Draven, a man whose ambition knows no bounds and whose patience has been honed over decades. Draven has watched House Valtor's rise with cold calculation, recognizing that their influence stands between him and the power he covets. When the opportunity arises to eliminate both the crown prince and his most formidable rival in a single stroke, Draven sets in motion a conspiracy that will shatter the Valtor family, orphan their children, and set Elias and Lira on a path of exile, transformation, and ultimately, vengeance.

Marium never believed in miracles. Living in the shadows of poverty, her life was nothing but endless struggles and loneliness. Every day was a battle for survival, and every night a silent prayer for escape. On the other side of the city lives Abhan Mehar — the silent heir of a billion-dollar empire. To the world, he is cold, powerful, and untouchable. But behind the walls of wealth and luxury hides a broken man, scarred by secrets he can never reveal. Two souls. One drowning in despair. One suffocating in silence. When fate collides their worlds, a single heartbeat connects them. But can love truly heal wounds carved by life itself? Or will destiny tear them apart before they can even begin?

Z—better known as Zack Anderson—the star football player, the ladies’ man, the hottest guy on campus. He had it all: money, popularity, a massive Instagram following, and brands lining up to sign him. His life was perfect—or at least, that’s what everyone believed. But everything changes after one night. After meeting a mysterious 6'3" stranger… and waking up in his bed the next morning, Zack’s carefully crafted world begins to unravel. What happens when the image you built starts to crack—and the one person who could expose everything might also be the one you can’t stop thinking about?

I will recognize the man who murdered my family anywhere. A mask. Green eyes. And a scorpion tattoo on his right wrist. Six years later, while working at a BDSM club to pay my comatose brother’s hospital bills, I come face to face with a man carrying the exact same mark. Certain he is the monster who destroyed my life, I accept his offer to clear all my debts in exchange for becoming his submissive for two months. To me, it is the perfect chance to get close enough to drive a blade through his heart. But things don’t go as planned. Instead of hatred, I begin to fall in love with the masked man. And the game changes when I land a second job as the personal secretary to the Alpha King. The moment I meet him, my world tilts. He looks exactly like the masked man from the club—the same face structure, the same presence. The only differences? His eyes and hair are a different shade… and there is no tattoo on his wrist. How could two men look so alike? Believing he is a completely different man, I begin to fall for him too. What I don’t know is that the masked man I want to kill, the masked man I love, and the Alpha King I am falling for are all the same man. PS: This book has a high rate of sex, specifically dominant and submissive displays. PS: Two chapters are updated daily. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● This book is Book Two of Desired by Three Alphas; Fated to One. However, it can still be read as a standalone, so new readers can enjoy this story without reading the first book.

They travel the world, livestreaming perfect moments. Beautiful cities. Perfect smiles. Millions watching. But something is wrong. People who get close to them begin to change. Subtly at first—habits, desires, boundaries. Then completely. No one notices the pattern. No one except those already inside it. This is not a story about love. This is a story about control— how it begins, how it spreads, and how no one realizes they’ve lost it.**Original Work Declaration for *The Laughter Mirror*** All elements of this work (including but not limited to the “Three-Strap and Pendant System”, “Dual-Track Narrative,” and “Lingguang Xihuan”) are the sole creation of the author. Unauthorised reproduction, adaptation, derivative works, or commercial use in any form is prohibited without the author’s written consent. Unauthorised reproduction, adaptation, or commercial use is prohibited. Infringement will be prosecuted. All rights reserved. © 2026 [NoCliantro]. All Rights Reserved.

In the shadowed halls of the Velistra estate, Ivy Richardson was born a mistake. The unwanted half-breed daughter of Lord Lucas, she grew up under cruelty and silence, while her siblings basked in power and favor. Her father buried the truth of her mother’s fate behind lies and violence, claiming she had run away with a human. The real story was far darker. On the night of the second full moon, beneath ancient trees heavy with ritual magic, Ivy believed she had been offered escape by the only person who had ever shown her kindness — her stepmother, Seraphina. What Ivy never realized was how deeply Seraphina had become obsessed with her. Those gentle touches and lingering gazes hid something far more dangerous. Instead of freedom, Ivy was tricked into a blood ritual, bound forever to Nicholas Vault, the most feared vampire in the Northeast. Now the wrong bride stands claimed. Old powers stir in her veins. And Seraphina’s obsession is only beginning.

Mankind prospered in the modern age, but one day, everything changed. Mana descended onto the world, making a permanent change to society. Alongside it was also the appearance of monsters invading the world from the sky and from below. Gods pitied mankind and bestowed divine bloodlines, creating superhuman people called the Supernals who can fend off the invaders. But not everyone who became a Supernal is suited for the role. Those people are pariahs that don't belong anywhere, especially when there are quotas for each divine bloodline. In a world where society revolves around those with divine bloodlines, Kai is a Supernal with the lowest talent. He doesn't fit with normal people and is too ordinary to mingle with Supernals. He was ostracized for hogging a slot in a divine legacy, and his only family suffered for it. But Kai isn't weak. It's just that nothing could properly check his bloodline. [Primordial Bloodline awakened] [Patron God: Goddess of the Primordial Night] Now, with the bloodline of the final night inside him, he will bring terror to those who wronged him. However, there's one big problem that he hadn't realized. -- Bonus Chapters will depend on your votes: Power stones, golden tickets, gifts, or even comments and reviews if the mood is great!

Died in the cold. Starved. Betrayed. Devoured by the very people he once trusted. In a world where humanity collapsed into chaos, kindness was a weakness-and he paid the price for it. But fate gave him something impossible. A second chance. He awakens 30 days before the apocalypse. This time, he knows what's coming: The freezing world. The rise of enhanced humans. The fall of civilization. And the moment the people closest to him chose survival... over him. But Jae-Min is no longer the same man. Cold. Calculated. Unforgiving. Armed with knowledge of the future, a growing spatial power, and unmatched precision as a sniper who never misses, he begins to prepare-not just to survive... But to dominate. As factions rise, monsters emerge, and the world descends into war, Jae-Min moves from the shadows-one step ahead, one bullet at a time. This time, he won't be the one abandoned. This time... he chooses who lives.

One phone call destroys everything Shu Lin built. His company—gone. His empire—taken. His life—ruined. And the one behind it? Cheng Mo. His fiancé. “You deserved it.” What starts as betrayal turns into something far darker. “You don’t remember?” Cheng asks. Then comes the accusation: “You killed her.” His ex-wife. Shu Lin remembers, but is not ready to face it. But the truth is waiting. And Cheng Mo? He’s not letting him escape it. If Shu Lin can’t uncover the past— He’ll become the monster Cheng already believes he is.

Heroic Songs In Chaos World Author: sampatin Genre: Fantasy, Military, Bureaucracy, Warfare, Dark Themes, Otherworldly This story draws inspiration from history, as narrated through the author's unique perspective. It blends creativity with historical elements, intertwining fact and fiction. While some aspects closely resemble real historical events, others diverge significantly. The characters, locations, relationships, and events are a fusion of reality and imagination. Some may have historical counterparts, while others are entirely fictional. Readers should not consider this novel an official historical chronicle. The world holds countless bitter sorrows But none more bitter than losing freedom. Prologue He devotes himself to love, and sacrifices for righteousness. The downfall of the nation and the people's loss of identity are obsessions for one who forgets grudges, and dedicates himself fully to the people. He dedicates his life to the nation, aspiring for his people, lives for love, and dies for righteousness. A peaceful nation and joyful people are the aspirations of one who regards the nation as everything. He charged into the flames of war like a moth drawn to fire, hazarding his life for freedom. To fight to the death for deliverance was the obligation of one who lived for his loved ones and was willing to die for his family. He repays kindness and avenges grievances. He survives because of hatred, bleeds for love, and fights to the death for vengeance. His lifelong creed is the fixation that blood debts must be repaid in blood. He exists for familial ties and endures humiliation to avenge his family. Blood dyes deep-seated hatred, and his life is devoted to a dream. It is the life of one imprisoned in a cycle of hatred, marching side by side with fixation and yearning to transform a phantasmal vision into reality. He weeps for his family and sheds blood for his loved ones. He vows to live for love and die for righteousness. Blood washes away hatred, and a life dedicated to kinship is the purpose of one who sees family as their sole existence. He is the maker of thrones, the changer of dynasties. A powerful nation, its lands whole and unbroken, its people living in peace, soldiers and subjects united, and a lineage—close-knit and united—lasting for countless generations, imperishable for eternity. Such is the perfect world for those who believe that personal power cannot compare to the prosperity of lineage. He is a pillar of the realm, erasing discord for the land’s sake, quelling internal strife, repelling foreign aggressors, and safeguarding the emperor. With a lifetime of unwavering devotion, he upholds the bond between ruler and subjects. He unites the imperial lineage with commanders and warriors, and fosters harmony between commoners and the martial force to forge an army bonded like fathers and sons. Commanding formidable legions, he vanquishes invading foes, restores the capital, and brings peace and prosperity to the people. He is the one who connects two worlds, governs the throne, and cherishes talent as if it were life itself. With diplomacy that is both firm and flexible, and rigorous yet just internal governance, he dedicates himself to strengthening familial bonds. He alleviates burdens on the populace, and unites all ranks to safeguard the nation's fate. The eternal mountains and rivers, the people living in peace and prosperity, and the succession of enlightened and virtuous rulers—these are the hopes of one who bears the weight of the kingdom upon his shoulders. The people. The crossroads. Who will endure in pursuit of their dreams until the final moment of this grand saga of farewell and demise in an age of Heroic Songs in the World of Chaos?

Power is not found through some arbitrary system, sacred teaching, or the tedious crawling through dungeons with unknown beasts or opponents lurking around every corner. Nor is it the ability to harvest the best fruit of the land - no matter if the fruit is a dragon, beast, or weapon. Courage, Wisdom, Friendship, and Love were the Four Souls needed to forge the Shikon Jewel in Inuyasha's mythos if one wanted to be righteous. Corruption of either part of the souls created Magatsuhi and Naraku, and the same can be said for the Lord of the Western Lands, Sesshomaru. But, how true is that when we know little about his past or him for that matter? Do you truly believe his story ended in the Final Act simply because he defeated Meido Zangetsuha and obtained Bakusaiga? Or, is there untapped power beyond his father's trials? What must be learned in order to truly rule the House of Inu?

Some sessions are not meant to stay professional ~ After enduring the wreckage of a broken marriage, Gabriel Williams finally made the decision to let go of his unfaithful husband. But letting go didn't mean forgiving and it certainly didn't mean forgetting. No, Gabriel craved something darker. He craved revenge. And that revenge came in an unexpected form: a dangerously attractive therapist. Someone who was supposed to heal broken marriages. Someone whose job was to mend, restore, and save love. Instead, this so-called savior became the very man who would tear Gabriel's marriage apart even further. "Make me moan, Mr. Therapist." ______ Warning: This novel contains heavy smut and when I say heavy, I mean unapologetically explicit, raw, and relentless, r19. If erotic content is not your cup of tea, kindly look away now. For everyone else… welcome.

Cain woke up dead. Three weeks later, he's playing chess for souls. The rules came with the body. The rules came with the mark on his hand. Pick a piece — anyone in the city with the same mark above their head — challenge them to a game of chess. Three moves. Winner takes everything the loser holds dear. Loser walks away with nothing. The catch? He can see their weaknesses, fears, and secrets. They can't see his — because a dead man has nothing left to lose. One by one, he's climbing the board. Pawns. Knights. Bishops. Every piece he takes makes him stronger. Every piece brings him closer to the King who ordered the hit. But the higher he climbs, the less human he becomes. And the board never stays empty for long. A dark progression fantasy of revenge, manipulation, and forced checkmates. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ FULL STORY ON ROYAL ROAD This Webnovel posting is a sample. The complete story — including Volume 1 (50 chapters, complete) and Volume 2 (currently updating) — is published on Royal Road, where chapters update faster and the full work lives. Search "Dead Piece" on Royal Road to read the rest. Patreon advance chapters also available for early access. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

Haruto Kurosawa was supposed to die in a dungeon. Abandoned by his party and left as bait for a Black Dragon, he should have been nothing more than a forgotten E-rank failure. Instead… he was summoned into another world by mistake. Not as a hero. Not as a savior. But as an accident. Rejected by the summoning ritual, Haruto is dropped into a dangerous world filled with humans, demi-humans, monsters, and ancient kingdoms on the edge of war. A mysterious system awakens inside him. [Beast Tamer System Activated] Unlike others, Haruto can tame not only beasts—but intelligent beings as well. And every victory brings something impossible: He evolves. He gains skills, powers… and even the abilities of those he defeats. But there is a catch. The world he was thrown into hides a truth a forgotten summoning mistake… a missing hero… and a system that was never meant to exist. With a demi-human girl who owes him her life, and a growing power that defies logic, Haruto begins a journey to survive this world—and return to his own. But the deeper he climbs, the clearer it becomes: This world didn’t just reject him… It may have needed him all along.

Three years of marriage for Seren was a long period of servitude. As a wife who was considered defective and fragile, she was nothing more than a pawn forced to submit to her mother-in-law's ambitions. Every mysterious pill she swallowed was a chain that bound her to false hopes of an heir. The humiliation became even more suffocating when Mark, her husband, brought home another woman—a woman carrying life in her womb, something Seren could not provide. Seren was forced to become a servant in her own home. “Starting today, Haelyn will live here. You must take care of all her needs until the baby is born!” Mark ordered.

During the Chunin Exams, a mysterious live stream hijacks all screens, revealing two impossible lives of Naruto Uzumaki. In one world, the despised Jinchuriki rose to become Hokage through unshakable will and talk-no-jutsu. In another, a calculating Naruto, aware of his origins from the start, single-handedly revived the Uzumaki clan—not for Konoha's sake, but for its eventual reckoning. The revelations send shockwaves through the afterlife and the living: Tobirama: "This boy was born evil! And he dares to court Tsunade?!" Hashirama: "Tobirama... we're dead. And I'm more concerned about the 'reckoning'." Madara: "Black Zetsu, explain. Now. Or disintegrate." Kushina: "That's my boy! The Uzumaki will rise again!" Minato: "So... my son is leading a clan revival. Am I a Senju now?" Kaguya: "The logic of this mortal's ambition... I comprehend. But why am I involved?" (This is a translated work ) ……. The journey continues right now for our Jade Dragons! For just $6/month, you can step into the advanced chapters and never face a cliffhanger again. Gain instant access to 50+ chapters immediately, support the story you love, and help decide its course. Become a Jade Dragon: patreon.com/J_Dragon

The Archon of Rot is dead. The city is celebrating. And something beneath Lion's Gate is already feeding on the dead. The Hero's Triad returns to a city draped in banners and gratitude but the streets are bleeding. Bodies are found torn apart from the inside. The sick fill the infirmaries with wounds no healer can name. And somewhere in the web of Lion's Gate's politics, faith, and commerce, an Archon moves unseen, not with claws, but with threads. Nyra is hunting something that wears every face. Neo is being found by something that knew his name before he did. And Thal carries a truth he has kept buried, one that is about to be used against everything he has tried to protect. The Kruul have a King. He has two of the three. And the third has just been named. Some histories don't stay buried. Some bloodlines don't stay silent. And some secrets, once spoken, cannot be unspoken. The Archon of Rot was a battle. The Archon of Threads is a city.