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She had no voice. He had no mercy. And neither of them knew the truth that was going to destroy everything. She is mute. She is trapped. And she is living inside a dead woman's life. Elena Brenette is twenty one years old and in love with a man who was never truly hers. On the night of her wedding she discovers the devastating truth — her fiancé and her own sister have been in love all along. She was never the girl he chose. She was simply convenient. Betrayed and broken, Elena drives into a storm soaked night in her wedding dress. She never arrives anywhere. On that same road two other women are running from their own disasters. Sarah Venzagrase — twenty one, pregnant, covered in blood — is fleeing a husband whose people have been sent to kill her. Phiona — also twenty one, bearing the exact same face — is on that road for reasons nobody yet understands. Three women. One face. One blood. One catastrophic collision. When the wreckage clears Phiona is dead — her body mistakenly identified as Elena Brenette. The world believes Elena is gone. Sarah vanishes into the darkness with her unborn child. And Elena — unconscious, still in her wedding dress — is pulled from the flames by the most dangerous man she will ever meet. Lucas Venzagrase. He calls her Sarah. She cannot tell him otherwise. Elena wakes up inside the wrong life. Trapped behind the iron walls of the Venzagrase estate — the most powerful family in the state — she faces a husband who despises her, a family that wants her gone, and a household that has already decided who she is. She cannot speak. She cannot explain. She cannot say the three words that would change everything. I am not Sarah. Every attempt to communicate the truth is read as guilt and madness. The more she fights the deeper she sinks. She is a prisoner without chains — held captive by a name, a face, and a silence no one bothers to understand. But Elena Brenette did not survive a collision that killed one woman and swallowed another just to disappear quietly inside someone else's story. She will find a way. Even if she has to do it without a single word. What no one knows yet — not Elena, not Sarah, not even the man hunting for answers — is that the three women on that road were not strangers. They were triplets. Separated by a broken past. Reunited by a catastrophe. And someone powerful made sure they never found each other. That someone is still watching.

Time is not a river. It is a road… and everyone walks it without knowing where it ends. Invited— when Natalak is drawn from his world and set upon that road, he is not given a mission or a crown but free will of choosing. He instead, he is placed into Vashkeil, a land governed by systems older than morality itself. Vashkeil is a land of guilds, gods, and empires bound together by trade, magic, and fragile balance. As wars rise and ancient forces stir, and unseen mechanism turns, Natalak moves through the conflict himself moving through wars he did not begin and decisions he cannot escape. It follows a man who doesn’t seek power. Rather, he seeks understanding. This is not a tale of conquest, but of traversal. And on this travel draws many things. The Traveler’s Time is a slow-burning epic about existence, consequence, and the cost of asking “why.”. It tells a man who walks the road between law and chaos, fate and destiny, searching for meaning in a world where every answer carries a cost. ******************************************************************* If you are curious to see Vashkeil's Lore, codex and system, you can Visit my Patreon. https://www.patreon.com/c/AdiMaawatan?vanity=user And my Patreon is all free for you to see...

Eden bir süper güç değildi.İnsanlığın yok oluşuna açılan bir kapıydı. Hayatlar hızlandı. Beklemek gereksizleşti, sınırlar belirsizleşti. Eden insanlara istediklerini verdi; karşılığında aldıklarını hiç göstermedi. Ne aldığı, son ana kadar fark edilmedi. Bu evrende her cilt, aynı dünyanın başka bir yüzünü anlatır. Farklı insanlar, farklı seçimler ve aynı sessiz sonuçlar. Eden anlatılabilecek bir madde ya da yaratık değildir. Eden, içimizde kalan insanlığın son parçalarının yavaşça yok oluşudur.

A student with selective memory loss was trapped inside a glass capsule floating in outer space. She discovered that there were 23 other students in the same situation. As she recalls how that happened, a hologram named Author appeared. It announced that they were the 24 chosen players to participate in a survival game with 3 levels, different stages, and distinctive game categories. They must play life-threatening games while gaining their memories with the goal to be the Triumphant and claim the Tri-Prize–the Wealth, Health, and Stealth. What seemed to be a typical survival game hides a truth far more than just surviving.

After the universe is corrupted by Ink energy, a strange boy of unknown origin is raised by a hardened mechanic in a mechanical sanctuary. As survivors gain abilities based on how much ink corruption and pain they endured, the boy, seeing no hope of an awakening, started studying serums and began his inkforce absorbtion journey. His journey exposes the true nature of Ink, the cosmic entities behind it, and his own mysterious origin. please I'm a new webnovel artist looking for support... Disclaimer: +18 age requirement. Contains disturbing content.

A 17 year old cancer patient from the 21st century gets reborn into the incredibly dangerous world of DxD. Once a Fantasy now turned into his reality. Follow his adventures and life as an Exorcist. . . . . . . . I don’t own the original story or the pic.

“Daily posts. The Endless Psalms express all things in the universe with brief words. These short worlds accumulate, creating the cosmos and the Omniverse.”

“City of Quiet Wars A feared literary mogul recovering from illness crosses paths with a former prisoner whose favorite novel helped her survive incarceration. Their lives collide in a city where power hides pain and healing arrives in unexpected forms.

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Hate stories where only the main character shines? Look no further as the light of Auren illuminates the faces of all her children, just hope they're strong enough not to burn away.

Dana Snide lives between two worlds: the ordinary life she was born into, and the Labyrinth that calls to her every night — a place where her power feels alive. When a coven gathering spirals into chaos and old enemies resurface, Dana becomes the centre of a conflict she barely understands. The world she once felt safe in has become her prison, and her fate demands blood, obedience, and sacrifice. Caught between loyalty, danger, and a power she cannot yet control, she is forced to seek answers and the closer she gets to the truth, the more she loses. Hunted, uncertain who to trust, and afraid of what she might become, Dana must uncover the truth about herself… before the truth finds her first. Will she fulfill her destiny… or has it been rigged to fail? P.S. If you’d like to see more character art, cover designs, or behind-the-scenes content from The Labyrinth, follow me on Instagram: @preciousokereke_

The sip of a cocktail that changed the destiny of the neurosurgeon and the pop star.

A young man dies in a war in his former world, sinking into a darkness that nearly erases his very existence. At the brink of oblivion, a mysterious voice offers him a choice, to live again in a new world or fall into hell. Without knowing what awaits him, he chooses to survive. And thus, he is reborn as Alex Sander. At the same time, Katarina Mars, a princess who carries memories of the future, returns from a shattered fate. A world she once knew was filled with death, betrayal, and failures she could not prevent. This time, she swears to change everything. Two souls, two pasts, and one shared world. They have crossed paths since the very beginning, unaware that their existence marks the beginning of a far greater change in destiny. Note: This is my first novel, please read it first, because I think it's interesting and I hope the readers will be interested too.

An ordinary guy, first love, a happy family — Ray Evans had everything one could dream of. He created the "Crimson Devils" to protect those he held dear. But the world is cruel to those who try to hold onto happiness for too long. 237 chapters. 56 of them — about how paradise is built. And 181 — about how it burns. "Tragedy and the Birth of the Devil" is not just a revenge story. It's about the price a person pays when they refuse to give up, even when giving up is the only reasonable option. Welcome to a world where love is poison, family is a cult, and death is far from the worst ending. My name is Dea Evans. This is the story of the person who meant everything to me—my brother, Ray. It all began long before I was born, when he met a girl named Lily. Ray wasn't your typical hero: overweight, sick, with a black eye and a broken destiny. Lily wasn't looking for a prince either—she was just trying to survive after her parents' death and save her family. But together, they found what they were searching for: love, support, and hope. However, the world is cruel. Especially to those who dare to be happy. This story is about how something new rises from the ashes of tragedy. About how wounded souls find each other. And about how family isn't always those who share your blood. Sometimes, it's those who are willing to die for you.

For seven years, Sarah Arcadia devoted everything to Martin the man who she thought saved her from a deadly fire that took her parents’ lives. Out of gratitude, she became his loyal assistant, his supporter… and eventually his lover. She believed she owed him her life. Until the day she discovered the truth. To Martin, she was nothing more than a tool someone he could discard the moment a better opportunity appeared. Heartbroken and betrayed, Sarah’s world begins to crumble. But fate has other plans. Standing on the other side of the battlefield is Sebastian Monday—the cold, powerful CEO who has been Martin’s greatest business rival for years. Dangerous. Calculating. Untouchable. And strangely… interested in her. Sebastian knows secrets about Sarah’s past that even she doesn’t know. Secrets about the mysterious fire that destroyed her family. As betrayal, ambition, and buried truths collide, Sarah finds herself caught between the man who used her… And the ruthless rival who seems determined to claim her. But the deeper she falls into Sebastian Monday’s world, the more she realizes one terrifying truth: He didn’t just enter her life by chance. He has been watching her for a very long time.

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!

What happens when a man is too great to be allowed a single life? After his death in the war of the Mahabharata, Karna does not find peace. He finds repetition. A cycle without end. A universe that refuses to accept his death. Forced to relive existence across countless lives, Karna begins to understand a truth hidden from gods and men alike— Fate is not absolute. It is enforced. And he is the anomaly that threatens it. But to break the cycle… He must answer one final question: Is freedom worth the destruction of destiny itself?

A broken heart... A deadly pandemic... A deadlier prophecy... A falling friend... A failing system... All around a single person - who is made to choose himself to solve everything by a rare convergence of system and love. He is made to bend time, play with minds and unravel mysteries - all at once. As only later he understands that he has to do something that he is the best at - LOVE. Villians are justified and protagonists are crticized, only until the world thinks through a dopamine-hijacked brain. Once people start to feel from their heart, humanity reaches its Zenith. All the fallacies against love shall fumble, once the right and righteous person takes up his weapon. Also found on RoyalRoad.com

While relaxing in the forest, Bright, a 12-year-old boy, discovers Bond, who has escaped from some kind of threat. They become friends, and their future is going to change. Will Bright be able to stop the hatred toward him and save his friend? When believers choose to separate their paths, ego and hatred emerge, and faith starts trembling. Male, female anyone under any age can read it.

************************* This book has 100 chapters in my patreon. So if you want to get early chapters of this book then visit my patreon and do support me. Patreon:- patreon.com/SmutWorld ************************* There's only one day left before N University's summer vacation starts, and right now I'm lounging on the sofa at home. "Thank you for the gift, 'Universe World'." A soft voice came from the phone. The voice was not only melodious but also slightly distracted. On the phone screen, the owner of the soft voice was wearing an apron and cooking. Although she was only wearing an ordinary t-shirt and jeans, her full breasts, even reaching G, and her incredibly pert buttocks gave the ordinary clothes a unique and alluring beauty. I stared intently at my phone screen. There were nearly a hundred people in the live stream, and many comments. I was watching the scrolling text, my finger tapping something on it. "Wow, what a figure! Is this beautiful woman married?" "Hey beautiful, can I come to your house for a free meal? Just a free meal, nothing else~" I frowned deeply when I saw this comment because the woman on the screen was my mother. -NTR, Heavy Netorare.