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Rebirth + Era + 1960's - Femine + System Space + Military + Powerful Male protogonist At seventy-eight years old, she died with nothing but regret. Only at the end of her life did she learn the cruel truth— the world she had struggled through was nothing more than a novel. And she… was cannon fodder. Her father, once a Squad leader, was falsely branded a traitor and executed. Her three brilliant elder brothers were crushed one by one, stepping stones for the novel’s so-called “female lead.” Her family’s blood paved the road to the heroine’s glory. She could only watch helplessly as the heroine’s family prospered while hers was destroyed. Powerless. Broken. Too late. But fate was not finished with her. A falling flowerpot ended her life— and opened her eyes once more. 1958. She is thirteen years old again. Her parents are alive. Her brothers are alive. Everything has not yet begun. In the turbulent 1960s era, she awakens with memories of her previous life and an unexpected System Space that grants her resources and hidden advantages. This time, she will not be cannon fodder. She will not allow her family to be sacrificed. She will not let the so-called heroine step on their corpses to rise. Amid famine, political storms, and the shifting tides of the era, she quietly builds strength, gathers supplies within her mysterious space, and protects her family step by step. And standing in the shadows of the military compound is a powerful, sharp-eyed man— a future commander whose destiny was never meant to intertwine with hers. In her previous life, he stood at the peak of power. In this life, he watches her change everything. This time— She will become the author of her own fate. (Original) PS-: The Story is taking place in the parallel world, so although the historical events are same, characters are fiction.

She hated him for lying to her and kidnapping her. He would burn the world to protect her. “I’d rather die than be owned by you,” I screamed. He approached slowly, his expression cold and unreadable. “You can’t die without my permission.” -------------- Mila Vega, a promising heart surgeon, lived her life on her own terms until she saved a stranger, until she found out the weak and injured man she had brought home was a ruthless devil. Dominic Russo, a mafia king, cold, calculative, untouchable. Mila hated him. She hated him for locking her up, for the way he looked at her as if she belonged to him. ----------- I stepped back as he approached. “You won’t be able to cage me here,” I barked. “I’ll find my freedom.” He sneered, with dangerous light in his eyes. “Try it. You won’t make it past the gate." He didn’t bluff. He wouldn’t let her leave his side, no matter what. Trapped in his dangerous world, Mila should run. But why couldn’t she stop thinking about him? She saw him kill without mercy, yet his eyes softened when they rested on her. His touch was possessive, but protective. ‘Does he love me?’ Her heart raced. In the world ruled by blood and power, with enemies close in from every corner, emotions were luxury. Love couldn’t bloom. Just as she started to wonder if this monster had a heart, she realized his heart was too cold to warm it. She understood she was nothing but his plaything. Mila’s hatred ignited all over again. She wanted to disappear from his world for good. But the man she called a monster, a ruthless killer, might be the only one willing to burn the world to protect her. ------------ He pinched my chin, putting enough force to make me wince. “You will not run again.” I dared to look into his eyes defiantly. “And if I do?” He said in a calm tone. “I’ll bring you back.”

*—A story of survival, temptation, and way too many women— Reborn as a demon, Jack thought life couldn’t get any worse... until his sultry upper-demon master, Rias, started sneaking into his room every night. Then there’s Akeno, his fellow servant, who keeps insisting they should “continue the demon bloodline” — preferably tonight. To avoid dying from exhaustion (in every sense), Jacki vows to get stronger—fast. And if making contracts with humans boosts his power? Then sign them all! Mai Sakurajima, the Nakano quintuplets, Yor the assassin, Megumi Katō… one pact after another, his power—and his problems—keep multiplying. For the sake of peace (and his fragile sanity), this demon has only two paths: Become invincible to the world… or make sure the world has no one left to stand against him.

That year, Sengoku hadn’t yet become Fleet Admiral. That year, Kuzan, Sakazuki, and Borsalino were young men with burning ambition. That year, Marine hero Vice Admiral Garp chased Gol D. Roger across the seas, unstoppable and legendary. And that same year… Kyle survived it all. Shot in the head, blasted by cannon fire, his throat slit by a sword, drowned beneath the waves, burned by raging flames—yet he did not die. He started as a quiet, unremarkable rookie under Garp’s command. But when he saw the hero Vice Admiral, leveling a town with a single punch… Kyle silently lowered his gaze. And then, in the shadows of awe, he quietly maxed out his Conqueror’s Haki.

For centuries the Twelve Great Clans have ruled over the Physical and Astral realms, their bloodlines blessed by the Pantheons they serve. Among them, the Solaris Clan stood at the pinnacle... Until betrayal tore their legacy apart. Cyrus the last heir of the Solaris Clan is on the run with his father, seeking sanctuary in another country as they try and escape the grasp of a shadow organization who wants to rid the world of the Twelve Great Clans. During the journey, Cyrus is forced to undergo his Starbirth trial. A trial once passed, allows the person to connect with a given constellation. When Cyrus astral projects into the astral realm, he does not connect with his clan's constellation. He connects with a mysterious constellation with unknown power. Now blessed with unique power, Cyrus decides he wants to fight back and get revenge on the person who killed his mother and the rest of his clan. But after a reckless first encounter he quickly realizes he does not have the power to exact his revenge. So to get stronger Cyrus decides to become a Rift Runner. A profession where starbound are enlisted to protect the world from threats that come from outside the world of Valonara. In this cosmic fantasy follow Cyrus on his quest to become powerful enough to obtain revenge, while unlocking the secrets of the astral realm and the origin of his powers Volume 2 Return March 16th 2026 Current upload schedule Mon-Fri (1 Chapter a day) Discord: https://discord.gg/NhzJrJAW52 If you would like to support the series my Patreon is 20 chapters ahead of what is posted on Royal Road

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?

Norethia is a fictional world made of two contiguous landmass with two major continents: Northern Norethian Continent (9 Countries) and Southern Norethian Continent (22 Countries). There are 31 sovereign countries in total.

[MATURE CONTENT] -Excerpt- "Tell me you are mine," she whispered viciously against his ear. "I am yours," he snarled, voice ragged. "Body, soul, will—everything. Fuck, Sheba… I love you. I have loved you since the first time you tried to kill me. I would burn every race to ash for you." Sheba's rhythm flattered for a moment as the raw confession hit her. She sat up, still impaled on him, and looked down at the most feared demon lord in existence, the ruler of the most formidable race—reduced to a sweating, desperate mess beneath her, cock buried deep in her cunt eyes shining and thoughts yelling with genuine emotions. She knew at the moment he struggled to hear her thoughts, the reaping spells already took a toll on him, temporarily taking away his ability to hear her thoughts. "Prove it," she said, voice low and dangerous. "Give me dominion over the Demon Realm. Yield your throne to me. Swear it on your mark that binds us." Lucifer did not hesitate. His hands came up to grip her hips, not to control but to hold her steady as he starred up at her with feverish intensity. "It is yours," he rasped. "The realm, the legions, my power—take it all. I swear it. Rule me, Sheba. Break me. Love me or destroy me. Just never leave me." ————————————- Survival was a deal fulfilled by the fittest. Seeking pleasure or solitude was a choice for the most powerful and the subdued are left for dust, crushed and broken. The five races lived in peace, reserved within their territories. Everything changed when Sheba defiled the order of leadership, seeking hungrily to rule all races; The humans, The witches, The sirens, The demons and The spirits. Her plot was countered however. Her very own sister sealing her away and putting a stop to her unquenchable hunger for power. The witch race was deemed weakest at that point— the enchantress supreme gone, their fate remained unknown. Yet, years of peace were known through out Cullen. Years that came to an end when the hunger for power and dominion seemed irresistible. It is hardly possible for one to be satisfied with only that which is under his control and a human goddess was no different. Moist struck. Harder than Sheba ever did, becoming the very evil she sealed Sheba for coming out as. And so, the battle among races began. Echoes of the shadowed past threatened to silence the present. The whispers of the fallen, rising high, resounding fear and chaos through out Cullen.

Death from overwork was just the beginning for Natsume. Reawakening in the perilous, murder-filled world of Detective Conan, she is tasked by a mysterious System to fix a critical glitch: the Black Organization is too powerful, and the world is on the brink of collapse. Her cheat? The Genshin Impact Role-Playing System. By pulling character cards, Natsume can summon the beloved heroes of Teyvat into the modern world, splitting her consciousness to control them and utilizing their elemental powers to tip the scales of fate. To survive and complete her mission, Natsume establishes the 'Teyvat Organization,' a shadowy third faction that operates right under the noses of both the police and the criminal underworld. Soon, Alhaitham is infiltrating the Black Organization to earn a codename, Xiangling is serving up Slime-based dishes to the Detective Boys, and Kaeya is negotiating high-stakes deals with Bourbon and Gin. Meanwhile, the brilliant but perpetually baffled Conan Edogawa is losing his mind trying to deduce the scientific logic behind glowing 'glass beads' and impossible locked-room mysteries. But the Conan world is full of unpredictable variables, and Natsume isn't the only anomaly. When a mysterious, high-ranking Black Organization executive codenamed 'Cointreau' appears with golden eyes and blonde hair, Natsume realizes her missing brother Aether might have beaten her to this world by forty years. With the FBI, the Black Organization, and a shrinking detective all closing in on Teyvat's secrets, can Natsume balance the scales of justice, or will her growing family be caught in the crossfire? [Raw: 在名柯建立提瓦特组织] [TAGS & CATEGORY] Category: Fanfiction - Anime & Comics Tags: Action, Adventure, System, Transmigration, Overpowered, Magic, Weak to Strong, Villain, Revenge, Reincarnation Topic: #DETECTIVECONAN #GENSHINIMPACT #CROSSOVER #SYSTEM #ORGANIZATIONBUILDING

She was never meant to be chosen. When her sister disappears without a trace, the only thing she leaves behind is a message that wasn’t meant for her: “Your match has been confirmed.” Desperate for answers, she makes a dangerous decision— She takes her sister’s place. But the moment she steps into his world, everything feels… wrong. Adrian Cole is not a man who misses details. He watches too closely. Questions too carefully. And worst of all— He acts like he already knows she isn’t the woman he was supposed to meet. As secrets begin to surface, she uncovers something far more terrifying than a missing sister… A contract she was never meant to see. A system built on control, identity, and silence. And a truth that ties her family to a past she doesn’t understand. But she’s not the only one hiding something. Because the deeper she goes, the more dangerous he becomes— Not just to her secrets… But to her heart. And when her sister finally returns at the worst possible moment— She’s forced to face the truth: Was she really stepping into her sister’s life… Or was she always meant to replace her?

As one of the twin boys born into a family of Aedes Elysiae, Phaethon entered the world of Amphoreus alongside Phainon. No way! Where the hell have I ended up? Is this still my dorm... Wait. Hehe, this pink-haired priestess's feet... No, wait! Damn it, where have I been dumped? Is this even Earth anymore? … "Miss Cyrene, while you often break our snacks and toys in half to share between Phainon and me, is this really something you can just tear?" True to his name, Phaethon stared silently at the half of the "Savior" card he now held in his hand. This isn't following the script at all! … Cyrene: "I have an ability that lets me take others back in time to witness fragments of history." Phaethon: "I have a golden finger that lets me gain the abilities of others upon witnessing their death." The Author: "I have an idea." Phainon: "Awesome! You're all starting without me?" … "Phainon, my foolish savior brother. You take on Zephyro. I'll handle Celenova. Let's each try to slap a big, fat slap onto Nanook! Whoever lands the hit first gets to be the older brother!" ... This is a translation work ... Support me and enjoy advance chapters at: www.patréon.com/Skykritze. Early access chapters posted in patréon if you want to read ahead. Thanks for all the great support and please vote if you like the story! Creation is hard, cheer me up!

i returned intime and my goal is to creat my kingdom no matter what it take meeven if i haveto take the demnon path

#Omegaverse#R18 After dying a miserable death in prison, Salvar Beladore wakes up years in the past with all his memories intact. This time, he swears he will live differently. And not becoming the feared “Mr. Red” again. To avoid the future that destroyed him, Salvar moves to Thornvale and attempts to live quietly while working as an unwilling babysitter for his nephew, dealing with a suspicious bodyguard, family pressure, and the exhausting reality that fixing your life is much harder than ruining it. But peace doesn't last long. Anonymous messages begin appearing on his phone. Strangers seem to know things they shouldn't. And the more Salvar tries to avoid the future, the more it feels like something is deliberately dragging him back toward it. Because somewhere in Thornvale, someone has already recognized him. Not as Salvar Beladore. But as Mr. Red.

The Chronicles of Tang Xiaoqi's Cultivation follows Tang Xiaoqi (Xu Xiaoqi), the sole survivor of Xu Lan Villa, on his journey of growth and vengeance. Born on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he bears the family legacy of the "Purification Source." After his clan's annihilation by demonic cultivators, he is adopted by Qingxu Temple, transforming from a lazy, timid young cultivator into a hero destined to protect the mortal realm. The tale begins when he accidentally activates his ancestral jade pendant and a mysterious frying pan within a secret realm. From there, he experiences adventures in the Legacy Hall, survives crises at Qingxu Temple, uncovers the truth of his origins, and faces a devastating father-son confrontation—ultimately challenging the mastermind behind it all: the earth-shattering conspiracy of the Demon Lord's Remnant Soul. Along the way, he befriends a lively, treasure-obsessed Rabbit Spirit and fights shoulder-to-shoulder with his master and senior siblings, gradually uncovering the truth behind his parents' murder and the Xu family's destruction. Blending xianxia cultivation, coming-of-age adventure, and light comedy, the story delivers both passionate battles and ancient inheritances, alongside humorous and heartwarming companion interactions. It presents a legendary tale of a youth navigating the torrents of fate, making impossible choices, and growing ever stronger on his path to immortality.

“You need a wife.” She said. “What makes you think that you are cut out to be my wife?” Oliver asked. The smug smile on his lips was the only indication that he didn’t find her suggestion offensive. “I am not like any of the other women you’ve been with before, Mr. Morton.” Seductively, she let her fingers draw patterns across his chest. “Ms. Sophia, are you aware that you’re playing a dangerous game?” He asked, capturing her fingers that were busily tickling the five o’clock shadow along his jawline. “I am.” But really, was she? But this was not the time to back out now. To second-guess herself. “But are you brave enough to play my game?” She dared, looking him directly in the eyes. Without giving him time to react, she kissed him. Damn! She knew she should stop. This man was her enemy, but her body wouldn’t let her. She missed this. Being wanted. Being desired. Being... No! Not love. This was not love. Oliver saw her as an object. A beautiful woman to conquer, nothing more. And she should feel the same way. No! She could not fall back into his charms. Armed with this realization, she busily let her other hand wander off until she felt it. The hard, metallic weapon that he put aside. Grabbing it, she immediately placed it on his temple, mimicking his action earlier. Then, she gradually pulled her lips away. “Are you gonna kill me now?” The great Mafia Don asked, but she could not see any trace of fear in his eyes as he stared at her. Only curiosity. “No, as I said, I’m not like the woman you’re used to. I know what I want, and I get it.” She said confidently, while slightly pushing her body harder against his. Damn! Her body still responded the same way to him, just as she remembered it. “And what do you want, Ms. Sophia?” He asked, lifting his hand to cradle her chin gently against his fingers. But he never attempted to remove the gun she had placed threateningly against his temple. The most feared man in the city just sat quietly, watching her. “As I said, marry me?” *** Amelia Clarke might have been the curvy, nerdy girl who was constantly bullied and mocked by everyone, but she still won the heart of the Quarterback King. Oliver Lambert. But her happily ever after came to an end too soon. After four years of keeping their love affair a secret, she finally discovered that Oliver was not the man she thought he was. It turned out that he was the heir of the Morton Group and the next Mafia Don. Moreover, he was already engaged to a famous heiress. Now, Oliver’s father, the current Mafia Don, wanted her out of the picture. And he would do anything to finish the job. Leave Oliver, or he would make her and her family’s lives miserable. Give up the custody of her child, or the child would not see the light of day. Amelia tried to seek Oliver’s help, but the misunderstanding between them, plus Maximus manipulations, had already caused irreparable damage to their relationship. Left desperate and with no other option, she tried to run away with her family so she could protect her child. But the accident happened, taking the lives of her parents and unborn child. But was it really an accident? Left with nothing but a broken heart, she moved away. What started with love eventually turned to hate. What was once a promise of forever became a hunger for revenge. For six years, she lived with only one thing on her mind. To make her ex and his family pay. Motivated by vengeance, she returned as a completely different person. Amelia Clarke was dead. The chubby nerd was no more. In her place, Sophia Maddison was born. A supermodel and a promising entrepreneur. Her first agenda. Infiltrate the Morton’s business. Seduce the new Mafia Don. Oliver Morton. Marry him. Then, take everything that mattered to him. His business, his family, and even his child. *** [Warning: Mature steamy content, moderate violence, and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.

When the Crown Falls, the Kingdom Burns. "They built an empire on righteousness. Their enemies will burn it to the ground. But they forgot one thing — the youngest Miller doesn't play by anyone's rules."

The day the sky shattered, the world changed forever. A mysterious System descended, selecting individuals and granting them power, abilities, and a new path called destiny. Those who were chosen rose above the rest, becoming heroes admired by all. The world quickly adapted. Cities transformed, dangers emerged, and strength became the only thing that mattered. But not everyone was chosen. Aarav was left behind. In a world where power defines worth, he struggles to survive as nothing more than an ordinary person. While others grow stronger and chase glory, he remains invisible—unnoticed and forgotten. Until one day, something strange happens. A small irregularity. A moment that doesn't feel right. Something that shouldn't exist. And for the first time… Aarav realizes that this new world may not be as perfect as it seems.

“How many years have you even been in the ninja world?” Arisu was there when fighting Kaguya. He was there when the Six Paths founded the Ninja Sect. He was still there during the battle between Indra and Asura. He has gone through endless changes, sitting back and watching the struggles of the ninja world. Even though he rarely, his legend is everywhere in the ninja world. Time is like a blade that cuts down the proud and gifted, and he wants to compete with time itself. He is the one who knows everything in the ninja world, the true immortal being. [Schedule: 2 Chapters/Day]

Two girls. One face. A dangerous lie. Ji-Woo has everything money can buy — except love. Bullied, broken, and desperate to escape her cold, perfect world, she stumbles upon Ji-Soo… a girl who looks exactly like her, but lives a life full of warmth, laughter, and dreams. HER LONG LOST TWIN When Ji-Woo begs to swap lives, Ji-Soo disagrees despite Ji-Woo pleading then after one tragic incident Ji-Woo lost her life, Ji-Soo was devastated she decided to fulfil Ji-Woo's request witching lives pretending she was the one who had died. But wait there is another twist...is Ji-Woo really dead? if she is then why is Ji-Soo at her home when she is pretending to be Ji-Woo? Ji-Woo thought Ji-Soo died, and Ji-Soo thought Ji-Woo died? so they all didn't know and they kept pretending to be each other. This story isn't only about Ji-Soo and Ji-Woo it is also about a side character named Ji-Hoo who later became Ji-Soo's friend....and he helped her in some ways... As love grows in the wrong places and secrets begin to crack, The girl must decide — how long can you live someone else’s life before losing your own?