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It’s just a story where ML is hilariously self-devastating jerk on a survival mission with gorgeous company he doesn’t care about. They shared constellations earlier, but light-years and someone’s careful plan separated their ‘whispered’ wishes… letting the one forget everything, and another remember it. *** In a moment of unforeseen Fate, a young man reaches into the icy waters, but with a sudden, forceful pull, he is drawn into its depths. Now shrouded in the Darkness he endures his imprisonment there. “Reconnecting with an old friend is like finding a lost jade, if only it were worth the trouble.” Xiǎo Fù, The Servant. *** Meanwhile, in the secluded monastery the Great Master’s rage ignites when his servant vanishes. Four days of torment, anger, and longing leave every monk wishing for their own end… until an unexpected visitor comes. “Ah, just when you thought the storm had passed, here comes the flood.” Fēng Bó, The Great Master. *** At this very time, the Prince suffers distress by the grief of loss, spending his days in drunken mourning in order to dull the pain. He doesn't have any desire to cling to life anymore, but being immortal, he cannot just die. “Eternity? Like waiting for a thousand cherry blossoms to bloom, one by one.” Mùnchén, The Second Prince. *** Forbidden practices, Heavenly secrets, Fate’s defiance and the Realms on the brink of War. As well as Curse, Scheming, Sacrifice and Punishment that turns God into Wandering Spirit, and Spirit into the only Heavenly Heir. Sarcasm on the edge of torture, both evoke the bittersweet ache of missed encounters and unfulfilled destinies. *** THE LEGEND In a world where Realms are connected, there's an old tale, a Legend that tells you of Balance and hidden Powers. According to this lore, all Realms share a common origin, and their Fates are intertwined. Realms are destined to coexist as one. Here, no hierarchy prevails; no masters, no slaves. Instead, Realms harmonize, their existence interwoven threads. Should the Balance falter, Chaos looms, and the Abyss threatens to swallow everything. Yet, when the Abyss fully absorbs the Realms, the Celestial Source establishes a new Cycle of Life, and brings new Realms to coexist. But even if the Abyss is undeniable, a hope remains, for within the same Source that birthed the Abyss lies an indomitable Force: a Guardian, the One, born to confront, combat, and seal it. Thus, the current Realms gain their chance at survival. *** PS This story wasn’t planned to be published, but happened to be written. So, I’m here, grateful for any feedback and review to check out whether I should publish it in full or keep serializing as it is for now. That’s why your support means a world to me. Thx in advance! *** All intellectual property rights of this novel chapters are currently owned by the author (uttophian).

In a dystopian future where Vampires emerged from the shadows in order to stop humanity from becoming extinct, a young woman with a dark past meets a charismatic stranger. As time goes by Private Love Aikawa of military Unit 4-7, finds that she may not be as human as she first thought. Battling rogue vampires, mutated creatures and her own past, Love works to unravel the mysteries behind the secretive Helsing unit, and tries to become the bridge between humans and vampires in a world filled with discrimination. This novel starts intentionally slow through the exposition and the early world and character building, BUT everything kicks into gear after the turning point in the latter half of Volume 1, and especially Volume 2, where the tone of the novel shifts. So, I hope you stick with it and enjoy the wild ride! I also added some song recommendations along the way to listen to whilst you read certain chapters, I hope this helps boost the experience. Public Spotify playlist titles (all under the name LouLou): TLAR - Book 1 TLAR - Book 2 TLAR - Book 3 TLAR - A Fire in Their Wake This is rated 'No one under 17 permitted' for (very) mature themes, including drug use, SA, LGBTQ+ discrimination, very frequent strong language, violence etc. Please note that no storyline is chosen for shallow shock value, and most are taken from personal experience, and hopefully handled with the care, respect and sensitivity they deserve. Disclaimers are added against any chapter that may cause distress. Tip Jar + updates and some extra content: https://ko-fi.com/loulou2 The majority of Volume 1, in a different order and edited as a full novel is available free on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/Loulou2

Prince Kaelen Pyralis, heir to Astreavon, is but a boy when a group of rebels overtake the capital during his older sister's wedding, Princess Ilyra Pyralis. Kaelen, at the age of ten, watches his family and civilians being massacred in front of him. Kaelen's mentor, Sir Aldric Vaunt, manages to smuggle Kaelen out of the castle before the rebels catch him and places him on a small boat heading to the neighbouring nation overseas, the Elyndor Empire. Kaelen is found by farmers and must now restart his life from zero and reach the top of this nation to have any chance to return home to retake his rightful throne and avenge his family.

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.

The novel dives into a world of cruelty where in a young boy must survive. While the dark forces threaten to consume him, his inner struggles trouble him as well, making his journey worse by a ten fold. secrets, mysteries and tragedies await as the puzzle sorts itself out to carve the path to happiness.

He once ruled as a feared dungeon boss. Now he’s raising a human child. After abandoning his collapsing dungeon, Zortheus never expected to find an infant alone in the wild, or to become her father. Disguised as a quiet villager, Zora, he gives Lila the peaceful life he never had, burying the monstrous past she must never learn. But with her growing dream to become an adventurer, the outside world inches closer to the very truth he fights to hide. And as old threats stir again, their quiet life stands on the edge of a secret away from unraveling. The world remembers him a villain. She only knows him as Dad. Two truths that cannot meet… or everything breaks.

When northern warriors erase his village, Veros is torn from his parents and left adrift in a dead world. Washed onto a frozen shore with only a black-hilted sword, he searches through collapsing kingdoms, cold oceans, and rising armies—knowing the truth is simple: to find his family, he must walk straight into the coming war.

Blood is all there is. Vita is all that gives. After the suicide of the High Monarch, the Senvia Empire is thrown into chaos. Denegis Blanc, Second Son of Blood Denegis, finds his peaceful life thrown into chaos. With peace gone, what will he do? In a world where power is inherited through veins and destiny is written in Vita, what remains when the old order dies?

“He was abandoned by almost everyone… but death didn’t take him — something else did." Han Si-Hun has never been the strongest, the smartest, or the luckiest. Born into a world where portals tear open and unleash deadly creatures, he grew up being overlooked, underestimated, and treated as a burden—even by his own damn father. But everything changes the day a “normal” raid turns into a nightmare. Betrayed and sent down the wrong path by a teammate, Si-Hun is pushed into a lethal chamber filled with monsters far beyond his level. Abandoned, exhausted, and on the brink of death, he fights alone—only to discover that someone has been watching him all along. A hidden entity, Eravus, tests Si-Hun in that moment. And he passes. From that day, Si-Hun is no longer just another hunter—he becomes someone chosen. Someone bound to a power he never asked for, a responsibility he never imagined, and a shadowed companion, Kuro, who reveals that the portals may not be what they seem. But as Si-Hun slowly rises, the world around him begins to change. A growing darkness fills his world. But even the coldest void isn’t untouchable. A quiet girl enters his life, not breaking his walls, just warming the space around them. Without realizing it, she reminds him that beneath the power, a heart still beats. And hidden deep within Si-Hun is a power so rare that entire worlds are beginning to take interest. While navigating toxic teams, unexpected friendships, slow-burning feelings, brutal battles, and the burden of power, Si-Hun must learn one thing: He was never meant to be average. He was meant to survive… and evolve. But rising always has a cost— And the shadows watching him are growing hungrier. Will he find true purpose within the darkness.......or be consumed by it?

"Immortality? That can be lonely. And in the end, everyone will die. It doesn’t matter what you do to escape it—sooner or later, all shall taste death. It is already written; it’s only a matter of when and how. But glory… glory is the answer. Glory will outlive flesh and bones. Glory is what we should strive for, not immortality." ~~~~ Robin Burton was a young man who grew up with everything anyone could ever hope for: immense talent in cultivation, a sharp mind, and a wealthy family that would stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything—except the will to make use of it. "Why should I walk the same path as my ancestors? Why must I seek strength just to defeat one rival or compete with another? That is not what I was born for!" --- “…Heh\~” Robin let out a long sigh. “Pursuing power was never my goal. I left my family and secluded myself to escape those pointless struggles for authority. I wanted to explore the universe, and to explore myself first… yet time and again, I was dragged into devastating wars. I wanted to benefit people with my knowledge and immortalize my name, yet worlds fell and hundreds of billions died because of me. Ironic, hah?”

He was born without emotions in a world ruled by fear. As Titans rise and humanity collapses, an unreadable boy walks toward destiny—slowly learning what it means to feel… and to fight. Warning - AU Advance chapters at https://www.patreon.com/NillNovels

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

He fumbled for his walkie-talkie, a flicker of anticipation lighting his dull eyes. He was about to deliver good news to the faceless bastards at base. But before he could speak, a blur of movement at his feet caught his attention. The werewolf, the one shackled in silver, fueled by a desperate surge of adrenaline or perhaps the raw agony of betrayal, had broken free. The three other men who had accompanied him roared in frustration and gave chase, their heavy boots pounding on the cracked asphalt. But the leader didn't move. A slow, cruel smile spread across his face. Protocol be damned. He unholstered his sidearm, the cold steel a familiar comfort in his hand. He thumbed the transmit button on the walkie-talkie. "Found another one," he reported, his voice flat and devoid of emotion. Then, without a flicker of hesitation, the sharp crack of a gunshot tore through the oppressive silence. The bullet slammed into the fleeing werewolf's back, the impact throwing her forward before she collapsed in a broken heap. His companions, now returning, exchanged irritated glances. "They want them alive," one of them muttered, his voice tight with annoyance. This loose cannon was going to cause problems. Trinity's life has been defined by isolation and the scars of abuse, a stark contrast to the powerful lineage she doesn't know she possesses. Born to a Beta wolf, the Alpha's second, she was cast out as a defective at the mere age of two, growing up completely unaware of the wolf world that was her birthright. That ignorance is violently stripped away when she is abducted and forced back to the pack that abandoned her. Thrust into a world of primal instincts and ancient traditions, Trinity must confront a reality she never imagined. As she grapples with her sudden transformation and the revelation of her true nature, a dark shadow falls over the wolf community: their kind are vanishing. Against her will, Trinity finds herself drawn into the desperate search for the missing, a quest that leads to a sinister quasi-governmental facility engaged in horrifying experiments. Her journey is one of unwilling discovery, as she fights to understand her past and confront the dangerous future that awaits.

What happens when the devil on your shoulder turns out to be real? Detective Gabriel was known for his ability to quickly close cases, and the captain taking notice assigned him a special one. However, when the case proves too difficult to crack, he turns to his once mentor hoping for a quick fix. Instead of solving the case, he soon learns demons are real and they're trying to break out of hell. With his case suddenly being a matter of life and death for the whole world, Gabriel is running out time to find, and stop, a ritualistic killer before he can throw the gates wide open and bring hell on earth.

The tower of babel, the infinite cave, the divine elevator.A phenomenon with three thousand names, one that could be called the path towards enlightenment. One day humanity was plunged into a new era. An era of awakeners. Where the strongest where challenged with following the path to greatness, failure being met with death or something far worse. Silently, forces beyond what can be understood clash with one another. This is a story of enlightenment, but underneath all facades, lies and realms. This is a game between two players fated to end in stalemate. As the board of reality is set, the Demon King and the Hero face one another on an eternal replay. This is the story of a certain regressor, too keen on killing a God. What to expect? Weak-to-strong, some horror! loops and more loops! slow progression! and failure!

**Hello, I have made a huge blunder. As they currently stand, my chapters are far too long, I have to break them up and expand the amount of chapters that are current released. Please, do not pay any attention to my novel at the moment.** (The Age of One) **caution—the Chapters are long—sup, guys. I’m expanding everything again, I’m sorry about that—I’m also thinking of ways to have the dialogue not be so… funky, weird, I don’t know but I’ll figure it out.** A Cult Never Meant to Rise. A Being Never Meant to exist. Three generations ago, a child vanished. He was the Thirteenth—and last heir to a dying noble house steeped in ritual and silence. No tomb was raised. No prayers were offered. Only whispers remained of what they did to him—what they summoned, or failed to contain. Now, the child has returned. But not as a man. He walks beneath golden hair and porcelain skin, smiling with a warmth that feels wrong, speaking in riddles only the broken understand. His robe of shadow folds like wings around his frame, hiding a secret that sees the end of all things. Time stutters in his presence. Reality breathes too slow. They call him the Nexus Vessel now. Those who accompany him are not pilgrims—they are the unfinished sentences of gods. One, a twin who bears the discarded vessel of a demigod’s dream. Another, a fallen deity who knows only the silence where worship used to be. A prophet who has learned to smile at ruin. A priestess who sips divinity as antidote, not sacrament. A bard who was claimed by one chord too pure for sanity. And a kitten that watches the collapse of stars as if it were a lullaby. Together, they are the Cult of One. Their path winds toward Fort Dawnrise, where the Pillar Goddess Mar’aya reigns in holy light and cruel judgment. But something waits in the space between judgment and desire. A paladin torn between what she believes and what she feels. A goddess too proud to kneel. A name too sacred to be spoken aloud. And when it is finally uttered, the world forgets how to stand. The Judgment Hall cracks. The gods remember fear. This is not the beginning. It is the correction. A twilight not of endings, but of unravelings. A dawn that burns backwards through the stars. And at its center— A boy who disappeared. A man who was remade. A deity who was never meant to be. The True Order has risen. You may still turn away. You may still believe your prayers reach someone. But somewhere in the dark, a smile forms. And it is watching. **This is a work of original fiction. Any resemblance to existing mythologies or characters is purely thematic or coincidental. All names, places, and events are products of original creation.**

Book Description: Alone. Hungry. On the edge of everything. When nineteen-year-old Alice loses her mother and is thrust into the wilderness, she must navigate unforgiving forests, jagged mountains, and icy rivers with nothing but her wits, her courage, and the raw instincts she never knew she had. Each day is a fight to survive—finding food, building shelter, treating injuries, and facing predators. With no one to rely on but herself, Alice discovers the limits of fear, endurance, and hope. As she struggles to stay alive, the wilderness pushes her to her breaking point, and she realizes that survival isn’t just about escaping nature—it’s about confronting the shadows within herself. From brutal climbs to heart-stopping encounters, from desperation to small victories, Alice’s journey is one of grit, resilience, and raw human strength. Will she make it back to civilization, or will the forest claim her forever? The Forest Knows Her Name is an unflinching, immersive survival story that grips your heart, drags you through fear, and reminds you what it truly means to fight for life.

Prince Aegon—third son of Prince Baelon Targaryen, great-great-grandson and namesake of the great Aegon the Conqueror—was never meant to survive his first year. But the Gods, having laughed their fill at their own original designs, altered the fates of men in mere jest. Now, Viserys and Daemon Targaryen have a younger brother, in whom the realm sees the third head of the dragon from the royal sigil. What life have the Gods ordained for him? What mark will he leave upon the history of the Seven Kingdoms? --- This is a translation Raw novel: “Третья голова дракона” --- Read advance chapters on my Patreon Patreon(.)com/WinterScribe

In Neo-Rome... a city of chrome spires, bio-engineered ruins, and catacombs humming with forgotten machines... people whispered a name whenever the crime scenes grew too strange, too unspeakable, too impossible. Detective Maximus is the only answer to the darkness of these haunting crimes. Where uncertainty lies in the verses of Holy Bible.