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He's died before. He'll die again. This time, he's making it count. Rio Ceriano has survived the impossible: a mafia massacre that killed his family seven years ago. Now he runs a speakeasy in Chicago, keeps his head down, and avoids complications. Easy. Safe. Boring. Then Angelo Lagusa—his childhood friend who vanished the night of the massacre—walks back into his life with a letter, a new identity, and a plan for revenge against the Vanetti crime family. Rio's answer? Hard pass. But Rio isn't quite human. He reincarnates. He's lived dozens of lives, died dozens of deaths, and carries fragmented memories of each one—combat instincts he shouldn't have, knowledge of organized crime from eras he's never lived through, and the bone-deep understanding that attachment only leads to pain. He's also dangerously, catastrophically bored. "Fine. But I'm doing this the lazy way." In Prohibition-era Lawless, Illinois, Rio and Angelo infiltrate the very family that destroyed their lives. The plan is simple: get close, earn trust, turn the families against each other, and watch them burn from within. The problem? The Vanetti family is more than a target. Nero Vanetti is honorable and magnetic. Vanno treats them like real friends. Even the don shows them respect. And Rio's fragmented memories make him too good at this—too competent, too smooth, too dangerous. People notice. Worse, Rio makes his fatal mistake: he starts caring. About Angelo's self-destructive spiral into vengeance. About their friend Corteo's moral collapse. About people who should be enemies but feel like something more. The detachment that's kept him alive through countless lifetimes begins to crack. As the Orco family wages war, the Galassia family circles like sharks, and Angelo's revenge plot reaches its bloody climax, Rio faces an impossible choice: survive or stay loyal. His instincts scream run—he'll reincarnate anyway. His heart whispers something far more dangerous: stay. In a world built on betrayal, where every alliance is temporary and every friend might be tomorrow's corpse, Rio discovers that living forever means nothing if you never truly live. Lawless is about to burn. And for once, Rio's going down with it. --- For fans of: Morally complex antiheroes Crime family drama with supernatural twists Prohibition-era action and intrigue Character-driven tragedy Found family tested to destruction Reincarnation fiction with actual consequences --- "I've lived a hundred lives. This is the first one that mattered." --- A 50,000-word novel set in the world of 91 Days Complete standalone story—no sequel needed Genre: Crime Thriller | Supernatural Drama | Tragic Romance Content: Violence, mature themes, morally gray characters, tragedy Series: Rio Reincarnation Framework --- Every world hits different. This one hits hardest.

A fantasy novel with elements of psychological pain and growth. It follows the main character, Roy Shyam, a cynical yet compassionate 17-year-old cursed with the ability of transmigration, bound by a yandere witch whose obsession with him ensures he can never escape. Every time Roy dies, he is transmigrated to another universe, a new version of him. Entering the life of each universe's Roy while facing subtle to absurd circumstances. This eternal malediction breaks down his identity of himself and prevents him of speaking of it which summons the witch, causing him to go back in time, to a place he was before. We are then introduced to another version of Roy, one were our Roy has yet to take over his body; he emerges in a society where continents, countries and law thrive through the use of prana, a force that connects life, will and reality. Here this Roy forms a faction called Nova in Veil and draws the attention of the Celestial Watch, the protector of the land where he lives on. The plot moves from intimate suffering to the rebirth of a new character, culminating his choices about memory, fate and what it exactly means to live.

The Spell is dead. The Dream Realm has devoured the waking world. Heaven and Hell have merged into one endless crimson wasteland where blood rains eternally and the last fragments of humanity are nothing more than echoes screaming inside devoured souls.There is only one living Awakened left.Sunless—once a cowardly liar with a crippled Aspect, now the Saint of Shadows, Weaver of Broken Fates, Devourer of Ten Thousand Names—walks alone beneath a sky that weeps the blood of gods. He has killed every friend, every enemy, every hope he ever had. He has become the strongest being to ever walk either world, and it still wasn’t enough.Now the final notification has appeared, written in letters of molten gold and absolute despair:Kill the Forgotten God… or take His place.To reach the hollow throne at the center of oblivion, Sunny will have to descend through the seven broken layers of the ruined Dream Realm: the drowned Forgotten Shore, the burning corpse of the Ivory City, the Hollow Mountains where the dead Saints are chained, the Black Sea that is made of liquid shadows and regret, until he stands before the one entity older than the Spell itself.But the Forgotten God is not asleep. He has been waiting. And He remembers the boy who once prayed for mercy.This is not a story of redemption. This is not a story of hope. This is the chronicle of the last human who learned that survival and damnation are the same word.There will be no second chances. There will be no light at the end. There will be no mercy.Only shadows. Only war. Only the end.And in the end, even if Sunny wins… he loses.

Arya Hunter is a simple zoologist who enjoys life with her aunt and uncle, who are also her adoptive parents, and sibling. her world turns around when her friend goes missing, without completing her field project on dire wolves, and she is asked to go the little village of Moonsglow, to complete her friends research and it is there that so many secrets unfold. was her parents killed in an accident as she was told? is she human? No, she's a werewolf. all is not what it seems, and can she see the truth before it's too late? or will she also perish and dissappear forever?

In a world that is normal but tragic, Grey Nirmala walks around that world. A boy who lost the intrest in humanity and life, wanting to understand it. But everything changes when a mysterious power choses him and people around him. But is it really a mystery or something more than meets the eye? Something that will change the worldview of the boy with golden eyes who saw nothing but destruction.

A recurring nightmare afflicted Khan's nights since the Second Impact. His dreams replayed the scenes of the crash of the Nak's spaceship, an alien race that the humans had defeated five hundred years ago. Khan's life had turned upside-down after the tragedy. His mother had died during the incident, and the Nak's toxic mana had infected him. His father had managed to save him, but they ended up losing their home and name in the process. The nightmares wouldn't let Khan forget about the Nak, so he decided to join the Global Army and learn to wield mana. He had to put an end to those dreams, even if that meant hunting down that alien race through the stars. ------------------------------------- Follow me on Twitter: https://twitter.com/EoCNovels Instagram: eocnovels Discord link: https://discord.gg/fNsPwXMP7P

I was an ordinary girl... until the day a mysterious note appeared: "If you wish to learn the truth of your brother's death- Climb to the top of the Sanctum of Trials." For two years, I chased a ghost - the murderer who brutally took away the only family I had left. My parents died in a plane crash when I was young, and my kind older brother was the last light in my life... until he was taken from me too. Grief became rage. Love became obsession. Revenge became my only purpose to live. And then - the portal swallowed me. When I opened my eyes, I stood inside a colossal Tower that connects countless doomed worlds, surrounded by people from different planets, eras, races, and bloodlines - humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, even newborn gods. A glowing System screen appeared, announcing us as participants chosen to climb for the entertainment of gods who lurk beyond the skies. Each of the 100 floors contains a world on the verge of collapse - a tragic story doomed to repeat forever. To ascend, we must save that world's ending while trapped inside the life of a character who belongs there. If we fail... we die.

What does it mean to be without feelings or emotions in a world dominated by killing and destruction, where all that remains are the remnants of wars and battles—some of which were beneficial to some, while others led to the downfall of kingdoms and civilizations? What is left are three empires across three continents, each empire differing in its culture and traditions, yet despite the differences in form, the essence remained the same: greed and exploitation. And behind these kingdoms and empires exist things unrelated to the human world—monsters, some called Oni, demons, yokai, or rebellious spirits. Although they were one of the reasons for the balance of this world, their differences from humans led to a war that lasted a hundred years. And when it ended, those within the kingdoms thought this was the beginning of progress. But all of that was nothing more than the beginning of ruin and a future confirming the outbreak of a battle between humans and rulers. In the meantime, a legend returns, one erased by history, of which nothing remains but ashes. He was titled the Warlord, or the Bloody Ruler, and his titles were many, but he was known as the Lord of the Samurai.

BURNED AS A TRAITOR. REBORN FOR REVENGE. I was the perfect noble wife... obedient, smiling, silent. Then my husband lit the pyre. My cousin wept before the crowd as flames devoured my silk gown. No one knew I carried Alaric's heir in my womb. That secret burned with me... until I opened my eyes months before it happened. I REMEMBER EVERYTHING. The betrayal. The lies. The child they stole from my future. They thought death would silence me. Instead, it freed me. Now I wear silk like armor and wield my smile like a blade. Every curtsy hides a dagger. Every laugh cuts deeper than screams. I'm dismantling their world one calculated move at a time... and they'll never see it coming. ENTER DUKE CAELAN VORENTHAL: THE WOLF OF THE NORTH. My husband's most dangerous rival. He watches me like he knows I didn't die in those flames. Like he's not afraid to dance with a woman made of fire and fury. He should be my enemy. But he's the only one who sees the storm brewing behind my courtly mask. The only one who doesn't flinch when I bare my teeth. THEY THINK I'M STILL THE GIRL THEY BURNED. THEY'RE ABOUT TO LEARN HOW WRONG THEY ARE. WHAT TO EXPECT: Reborn Noblewoman's Revenge (Second Chance/Time Loop) Political Intrigue & Hidden Bloodline Secrets Morally Grey Duke (Enemy to Obsession Romance) Court Schemes, Face-Slapping & Noble Destruction No Mercy. No Forgiveness. No Plot Armor. Updates: Daily A phoenix doesn't rise from ashes to forgive. It rises to burn everything down.

Prehistoric – Death Virus Author: sampatin Country of Origin: Vietnam Status: Writing and translating Genre: Urban romance, apocalypse, zombies, superpowers, martial arts, science fiction, fantasy, action, psychological, drama. Age Restriction: 18+ (Mature Content) Content Alert: This story contains explicit content, incest, dark and intense scenes, sensitive issues, violence, and strong language. It is strictly prohibited for readers under 18. Please consider carefully before reading. Disclaimer: English is not my native language; translation errors may exist. This is a work of fiction set on a fantasy Earth. All countries, events, details, and characters are unrelated to any real individuals, nations, organizations, or groups. Any resemblance is coincidental. This is the first novel in the Prehistoric Kingdom series. Introduction: Here, darkness reigns over light. Here, tears eclipse joy. Here, hatred walks hand in hand with conspiracy. Here, desire erodes conscience; the dead kill the living, and humans slaughter and even cannibalize each other. Yet, amidst the chaos, human affection, family bonds, and love endure. Hoang Kim is trapped in cycles of gratitude and grudges, of intertwined love and hate. As a famous star, he faces a world where many wear human faces but harbor beastly hearts—selfish, envious, deceitful, exploiting his fame. When he and his family fall, they are trampled without mercy. His personal apocalypse begins even before the world collapses, before zombies appear. But he is not alone. Comrades and loyal friends stand with him. Talented and beautiful women fight by his side, enduring a merciless world where humans are often more bloodthirsty than the undead. What must Hoang Kim and his loved ones do to survive? The secrets await in Prehistoric – Death Virus. Welcome to the apocalypse of human nature.

Lucien Enerth, the hero of the story, comes to church one day. While he is spending time there, The church is attacked by a man in an iron mask. Lucien survives the attack, but he loses his family in the attack.

Do you believe if everything you are experiencing is real? And I know my English sucks and I'm newbie

"Tere bina jeena... ek Kargil hai." "He gave me a folded flag. I wanted a future." "I fight for India, but I dream of her." In the snow-wrapped silence of Siachen and the scarred corridors of military hospitals, Waiting to be His tells the story of Major Shashwat "Lion" Rajput-a battle-hardened soldier with frostbite scars and unsent poetry-and Dr. Kavya Malhotra, a psychologist who saves soldiers but can't save herself. When grief collides with duty, and longing festers between torn letters and last calls, their love becomes both refuge and ruin. Between ceasefire kisses and warzone goodbyes, they chase a tomorrow neither of them is promised. But in a world where uniformed bodies return wrapped in tricolour, and silence often speaks louder than survival- When he returns from the dead, medals in hand... Will she still be his to fight for- or has love already surrendered?

Kai Langford has always lived in the shadow of his twin brother, following orders and blending into the background, until a mysterious vial awakens a dangerous power within him. Thrust into a world of relentless experiments and constant threats, he must fight to survive. Everything shifts when he meets Test Subect: 012, a bright, curly-haired boy whose smile sparks a fragile connection that challenges Kai’s trust and awakens feelings he never knew existed. As he struggles to master his newfound abilities, Kai must navigate a world determined to break him while protecting the people he’s come to care for.

Transported into the world of Genshin Impact, Kael obtained the Tragedy Simulator. As long as he kept delivering tragedies, he would grow stronger. "Ganyu, please enjoy the beauty of this world for me..." "Acting Grand Master Jean, it was truly wonderful to protect Mondstadt with you... I think I’m a little tired... I’ll just rest for a while..." "Beidou, scatter my ashes into the sea. I’ll always be with you on your voyages..." Kael thought that after the simulation, he would only gain abilities, and the characters wouldn’t remember what had happened. But one day, Lumine rushed into his arms, tears streaming down her face, and cried, "This time, I won’t let you leave!" Kael: ???

Yu Jin , an everyday layman reincarnated into doomed dark fantasy indie game. Filled with all sorts of grotesque, horror things one can imagine. It is story man reincarnated in literal hell where survival is not any option or choice. Even merciful death cannot guarantee end to his sufferings. (Author- It's my first novel I am working on. Apologies for inconsistent or grammatical errors. Trying best to work on it .)

The Syndicate taught Brock Lawson and Harper Voss how to survive. It never prepared for what would happen if they turned that training against it. After choosing each other over the Syndicate, Brock, Harper, and a handful of loyal crew are forced underground, living on borrowed time and stolen intel while hits close in from every direction. The city they once patrolled now belongs to their hunters. Running isn’t enough. To keep breathing—and to keep the people they love from being dragged back into chains—they start chipping away at the Syndicate’s power, one calculated strike at a time. Allies come from places they were raised to hate. Deals are made in back rooms that used to belong to their enemies. As the balance of power shifts, Brock and Harper must decide how far they’re willing to go: vanish and survive, or risk everything to tear down the empire that made them.

I closed my eyes and let out a soft gasp. My fingers were numb and cold, my arm aching where the needle pierced the vein. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

A story of love in all its forms — the love between friends, enemies, and strangers. They crave connection, but fear the sorrow love brings. Some face challenges that test their bonds, while others drown in the agony of one-sided affection. For some, love is a light; for others, it's an ocean of tears. But even amidst pain, they can’t help but long for the warmth of love.