tragedy

Lukas born with a left eye colored red blood, family, friends, and even the villagers all avoided him and throw him away because of it.Only his grandfather accepted him and took care of him. Until one day, the only person he had was gone. he drown into despair, praying and hoping—not to God nor the devil, but to anyone who would hear all of his hopes. And then… a voice answered. he determine to find the truth about his eye, not knowing what was waiting for him ahead. (fixed by ai, my english not that good)

In a distant future where a cataclysmic event has erased every nation but one, the last surviving country rises from the ashes and forms the Council. At least, that’s what its citizens are told. In reality, it’s a regime that hides its tyranny behind promises of peace and freedom. The outside world is gone—and the Council has buried the reason why. Eighteen-year-old Michael "Mikey" Grant, the privileged son of a high-ranking Council official, has lived his life believing in the system. But when a series of events exposes the truth behind the Council’s lies, Mikey is forced to confront a reality built on control, betrayal, and silence. Driven by guilt and a need for justice, Mikey joins a growing resistance to take down the Council. But the fight is harder than he imagined. As the cost of rebellion rises, he must decide how far he's willing to go—and what he's willing to sacrifice.

He died in a meaningless accident. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer himself. Now reborn as Jon Snow, the so-called Bastard of Winterfell, he finds himself trapped in the brutal world of Game of Thrones, years before the wars, betrayals, and the Long Night. Armed with memories of another life and knowledge of what is yet to come, he must decide: Will he follow the path of honor that leads to tragedy… Or will he rewrite the fate of Westeros? In a land where power is taken with blood and crowns are forged in fire, the Bastard of the North may become something far more terrifying than destiny ever intended. Winter is coming. But this time… it will not come unprepared. In this book there will be harem and even incest, as well as +18 scenes, so if that is not for you, do not read. NO NTR, NO YURI.

(This is a Warhammer 40,000 fan fiction. Some timeline settings may be slightly modified, but it will still be very Warhammer-esque.) (It will incorporate some references to memes and historical events... to expand the drama and fun of this fan-made universe.) While driving home with his girlfriend, Empress, a Chinese college student studying in the US, Xiao Li was suddenly sucked into the Warhammer 40,000 universe by a warp vortex... It turns out that his girlfriend was actually one of the Emperor's soul fragments! ..................... Suddenly dumped on a desolate planet, just as Xiao Li was about to be chopped into mincemeat by orcs, a panel suddenly appeared before his eyes... Things seem to be getting... interesting! Read Extra Chapter Visit My Patreon I have only 1 tier 19$ Tier – Access to 40 advance chapters patreon.com/Lempil patreon.com/Lempil

In the rotting husk of a world where cities burn under atomic skies and power is measured in blood and blackmail, Draxton is owned by the Krossvales — seven orphaned brothers raised by a sadistic father into gods of violence. They deal in weapons, fear, and broken bodies, profiting from every war while the rest of humanity chokes on ash. Vernon Krossvale is their blade: 6'2" of scarred, combat-hardened muscle, long dark hair framing a face carved from stone and rage, coat always open over a bare, slashed torso. He kills without blinking, feels nothing when he does — until the night a girl sees him gut a man in the forest with brass knuckles and pull out his intestine. Vernon's death gaze falls on her. She runs. He smells her fallen handkerchief. And something inside him — long dead — wakes up. Ira Royvane never wanted Draxton. She came for survival, not salvation. But that night branded her. She was never meant to survive the gaze that pinned her in the dark — eyes that saw her to the bones. Vernon haunts every sketch she draws — his bloodied hands, his shadowed eyes, his lethal beauty. When the Krossvales seize her school through threats and terror, turning classrooms into their personal hunting ground, Ira becomes prey in their empire of cruelty. The Krossvales violate the girls the way wolves tear meat from still-kicking prey—playful, tearing, taking turns. Any brother, father, boyfriend who bares teeth in defense is dragged down and opened from throat to groin. While innocence bleeds—the monsters laugh . Vernon watches — always watching — helpless against Kai’s insanity and his own buried guilt. Until the day Ira crashes into him again, body pressed to his fever-hot skin, and for one heartbeat the monster feels something worse than emptiness: need. The man who has never wanted anything now wants one thing above all: her. Not to destroy. Not to possess. To shield. To keep. To feel something other than guilt and emptiness for the first time in his ruined life. In a city where mercy is suicide and love is the deadliest sin, a monster begins to question his chains — and a girl begins to wonder if the nightmare who haunts her drawings might be the only one capable of saving her from the rest of the monsters . **My Monster Man** — A raw, obsessive dark romance of guilt that bleeds, trauma that scars, forbidden desire that burns, and the fragile, dangerous hope that even the blackest heart can still protect the soul it was never meant to touch.

A goddess of nature loved a man she was forbidden to touch. For that sin, the world cursed them both. She was stripped of her divinity and forced into endless rebirth, condemned to live and die again and again without ever remembering who she once loved. He was granted immortality, doomed to wander through history in search of her, finding her across 378 lifetimes, loving her whether she returned his feelings or not. Sometimes she loved him sincerely. Sometimes she used him for a purpose she could not explain. Sometimes she chose another man, and he learned to accept it. Each life ended the same way with her death, and his sanity fraying just a little more. Only fragments remain: dreams of impossible flowers, a familiar sorrow, a name that feels wrong to forget. As the world reaches the modern era, the curse finally begins to shift. In Tokyo, the immortal meets Serenitti, a woman who is not a reincarnation, not a goddess, but something entirely new. And when she speaks a name that has not been spoken since 10,000 BCE (Before you say anything. This is inaccurate and more or so around 16,000 - 17,000 BCE) fate hesitates. The Goddess & The Mortal is a slow-burn, tragic romance spanning myth, history, and modern life is about devotion without reward, love without memory, and what remains when eternity finally loosens its grip. Author's EDITED Note: I'll be posting a new chapter after some days, sorry, I still have school to attend. Also it is the Neolithic Period (New Stone Age) but if being accurate, it would be the Beginning of the Late Cold Age

Sin had always preferred to be alone, relating to people was never really his strong suit. He sucks at talking, sucks at cooking, has no redeeming qualities, and could kill someone without much thought besides his unique abilities, everyone seen him as a useless hazard. However, as fate would have it, he was forced to join the military and become a spirit hunter - An Association of highly strong individuals hand-picked to work under the kingdom to protect and fight spirit beasts, monsters and raid dungeons, but after being forced to join, he ended up learning that spirit beasts and monsters were the least of his worries, there were threats far greater out there and a fate much worse for Sin. Which leaves one question, could he change it?

A tale of Kings. In memory of the fallen, and those who come after.

The three gods: The God of Heaven, The Goddess of Hell and The God of Nature. Each of them created different concept of the world as we know it. Yet they cursed Eve and she decided that the gods should face punishment. Will she succeed in her revenge or fall into the hands of the gods? Only time will tell...

THE NORTHERN STAR A Song of Ice and Fire Fanfiction Kaelen Stark is born the second son of Winterfell, twin to the wild and beloved Brandon. His hair is white as snow. His eyes are green as spring. And his mind holds secrets no child should carry. He keeps them hidden. He watches. He learns. He builds. With a bastard outcast at his side, he transforms the North. Glass, steel, roads, men trained for war. He takes his soldiers across the Narrow Sea and returns with a name that makes enemies tremble. The Demon Wolf. But shadows watch him too. A maester with southern ties. Lords who fear a strong North. And beyond the Wall, something ancient stirs. When the Mad King burns his father and brother, Kaelen leads the North to war. He speaks for the dead when no one else will. He returns home with a crown no Stark has worn in centuries. Warden of Winter. The years that follow bring growth, enemies, and secrets. Children are born. Bastards are brought home. A city rises. A fleet sails. And through it all, Kaelen prepares for something only he can see. Then the storms come. Some secrets are only revealed in the end. Some wolves wear white for a reason. DISCLAIMER This is a fan made, unofficial work created for entertainment purposes only. I do not claim ownership of the original series, characters, or settings. All rights belong to their respective copyright holders.

Listen to me closely. Never, and I mean NEVER, leave a hate comment on a game forum right before you die. My name used to be... well, it doesn't matter. I was a 34-year-old salaryman who died in the stupidest way possible. How? I got slapped to death for grabbing a high school girl’s "assets". Wait, hold on! Don't look at me like that! It wasn't my fault, okay? My hand just moved on its own! It was just a tiny, split-second intrusive thought! Come on, you guys reading this—don't act like saints. You’ve had those dark urges too, right? You’ve wanted to grab something forbidden at least once in your life, right?! RIGHT?! Anyway, she slapped me. So hard my soul literally ejected from my body. I thought that was the punishment. I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I was in [Legends of Valtheris]. Yes, that trash game. The one with the cliché plot where the world ends because some teenage students get their hearts broken. And the worst part? I didn't become the Hero. I didn't become the Villain. I became Revan von Alstaire. The background character. The loser. The guy I literally insulted online five minutes before I died. I called him a "Simp" and laughed at his "Tiny D*ck." Fate is truly a comedian. Now, I’m destined to be the bullied lackey of the future Villainess, Sylvia von Vespera. The game script says I should lick her boots, accept her abuse, and die with her like a loyal dog. Screw that. Remember my last comment? "Revan is such a loser! Tiny dck! If I were you, instead of bowing down, I would squeeze her boobs and own her completely! Garbage character!" Well, it seems God took that personally. Fine. You want a show? I’ll give you a show. I won’t be a simp. I won’t filter my words anymore. I’ll let my intrusive thoughts win. I’ll turn this trash plot upside down—even if I have to slap every "Genius" in this academy to do it.

Even though the story has a perverted side with a milf harem, my true intention is to show how much mothers sacrifice for their families. They carry pain, stress, and responsibility without asking for praise, without getting noticed. They give their time, energy, and love every single day. Through this story, I want to highlight their struggles, their strength, and their quiet dedication. I hope, in my own way, I can acknowledge their efforts and show respect for everything they do for the people they love. You can call it a My love Letter to all the moms around the world. Synopsis- A kind-hearted widow in her late thirties tends to her small hair salon and raises her three nearly grown children alone. Life has settled into a quiet rhythm of exhaustion and unspoken loneliness—until one ordinary evening, a gentle young man walks through her door at the precise moment her strength is fraying. What starts as a single act of pure, unasked-for kindness blossoms slowly: shared home-cooked meals, late-night talks that mend old wounds, thoughtful gestures that make her feel truly seen and safeguarded for the first time in years. He doesn't just bring light to her days—he radiates a steady, nurturing warmth that feels almost... maternal. In his quiet care, she rediscovers the comforting embrace she once knew from her own mother long ago, and for the first time, she allows herself to lean into it. He heals not with grand gestures, but with the patient, unconditional affection that soothes the parts of her she no longer loves. And soon, that same soothing presence begins to touch everyone around him. One by one, other women in their twenties, thirties, forties—scarred by loss, hardened by life, aching for the gentle motherly love they either lost too soon or never truly had—find themselves drawn to him. To the way he listens without judgment, protects without possession, and makes broken hearts remember what safety feels like. For some, he echoes the mothers they cherished in childhood; for others, he becomes the nurturing figure they always wished for. She watches as the man who pieced her back together quietly becomes a beacon for many more... and not all of them are content to admire from afar. In a world that rarely rewards gentleness, how long can someone this tender, this devoted, this perfectly attuned to a woman's deepest needs remain hers alone? A tender, slow-burn slice-of-life romance about healing old wounds, embracing second chances, rediscovering motherly love in unexpected places, unbreakable family bonds, and the quiet power of being truly cared for. Wholesome and heartwarming at its core, with moments of deep emotional intimacy and found-family warmth... yet shadows loom on the horizon—violence, brutality, and dark underworld currents that will test every fragile connection they've built. If you crave gentle devotion, mature women finding solace in a younger man's nurturing heart, slow emotional unfolding, and the bittersweet tension of "too good to be true," this story might be the comforting (yet eventually intense) read you've been waiting for. This is my first time writing a slice of life focused story so if I mess up somewhere please ignore it. And Yes, I do use AI in my fic, but only to fix grammar mistakes and improve the reading experience since English is not my first language. I do not use AI to create the story itself. The story, the ideas, and the plot are completely mine. AI is only used to correct small mistakes I may have missed. Support me through:- Paypal:- https://www.paypal.me/SVora02 Patreon:- https://www.patreon.com/cw/GodOfMilfs Discord Link:- https://discord.gg/jcUtMVCevV Addition Tags- #milfs, #mature #r18 #romance #agegap #forbiddenlove #drama #emotional #healing #widow #singlemother #youngermalelead #protectivemalelead #trauma #slowburn #familydrama #secondchance #redemption #smut #RoughRomance #multipleorgasms #vanillatorough #koreanromance #sliceoflife #heartwarming #milf

a story about a power hungry half human half demon boy who was estranged by his childhood friend, best friend and step sister. Kaneki Higanbana was estranged by 3 girls when they got into high school because they fall for a guy name Ryueki itadori. one day he accidentally met Ryueki itadori's childhood friend and crush Natsuki Mizutani who has the ability to see the "color" of a persons soul they soon became friends and as soon they became friends Kaneki told her about him being estranged which made Natsuki mad. though he kept their names a secret. and so Natsuki is doing her best to make him happy. and so their secret friendship had started. and at the same time, the same girls Shino Tanaka (childhood friend), Yuuka Mirai (best friend) and Miku Higanbana/Tachibana(step sister) who felt so much guilt after realizing they've hurt Kaneki so bad. are trying to fix their relationship with him.

In the very beginning, when existence was as blank as a white page yet to be written, there was a being that willed itself to exist and became the source of aether and mana, from which it created everything—time, space, life, and fate—even its own aetheris worshipper, the Djinns. However, something went wrong when its world happened to have a flaw, a corruption in its creation that exists without its knowledge, exists without its consent. -THE FANFICTION STORY BEGINS AFTER CHAPTER 420 IN THE ORIGINAL STORY- I will be posting [TBATE] -More Than One Godspell- on RoyalRoad.com and Wattpad too.

In Greyhaven, every crime reaches a dead end— until someone decides to break the rules. Serial killers, unsolved cases, and criminals who believe they’re untouchable rule the city’s shadows. When logic fails and patterns collapse, only one thing remains: the theory behind the crime. Aaron is a college student by day. By night, he is something far more dangerous. As bodies pile up and investigations spiral into psychological warfare, Aaron is drawn into a world where every move is calculated, every mistake is fatal, and trust is the first thing to die. Criminals think they’re winning—until they realize the trap was never the evidence, but their own minds. In a city where justice hesitates, Dead End Theory proves one truth: There is no escape. Only the final move.

In an industrial-era world where fate is merciless and heroes are manufactured, Xavier Ivanovich is a boy who was never meant to live. Once a subject of an inhuman experiment, he is saved only by the kindness of a scientist whose compassion is repaid with death. Left behind, Xavier grows up chasing an ideal of heroism he does not yet understand. The Superior Rebirth is a slow-burn epic fantasy that explores sacrifice, identity, and the cost of choosing others over oneself — in a world where even good intentions can lead to ruin. This is not a story about becoming powerful. It is a story about becoming human. ------------------------------------------------- Support my book on other Sites :) : Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/368678204-the-superior-rebirth-a-hero%27s-awakening Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/86403/the-superior-rebirth-a-heros-awakening Scribblehub: https://www.scribblehub.com/series/1111001/the-superior-rebirth-a-heros-awakening

Vedia Aquila cleans up after the dead. At twenty years old, the wolf Beastkin supports her teenage brother by scrubbing blood from crime scenes and bleach from eviction sites. It's brutal work in the Bowery—the city's forgotten district where the poor are erased as efficiently as the stains Vedia removes. Then a strange job changes everything. Salt circles under sinks. Voices in empty closets. Apartments that feel wrong. Vedia discovers she has the Gift—the ability to cleanse hauntings, to make ghosts disappear. The Property Board takes notice. They offer her real money. Exclusive contracts. A way out of poverty. But every cleansing takes a piece of her. Black veins spread across her skin. Memories fade. And the victims she erases beg her not to. Too late, Vedia realizes the truth: she's not removing crimes. She's erasing people from existence itself. The Bowery isn't just a neighborhood—it's alive, ancient, and hungry. It feeds on absence. On the forgotten. On the displaced. And it's been cultivating Vedia since birth to become its next heart. Her mother died doing this work. Now Vedia has weeks before the transformation completes. She can accept her fate and protect her brother. Refuse and watch him suffer. Or fight an ancient god she cannot possibly defeat. Hope is a luxury the dispossessed cannot afford. A grimdark urban fantasy about class, erasure, and the cost of survival in a city that devours its own.

Erika, a young pirate princess, holds the key to the seas. A magical adventure across the Golden Archipelago awaits

In a world overrun by monstrous creatures and dark entities, humanity is forced to fight back. A renowned organization has developed an advanced evolutionary method to combat these threats, using technology that creates Systems through a combination of neural interfaces, high-tech implants, energy conduits, and Magic Cores. A machine studies each Magic Core, revealing the powers and traits it contains, and fuses them with a compatible human host. Through this process, it channels and amplifies raw magical energy, simulates hidden abilities, and generates extraordinary skills within chosen individuals—allowing them to access extraordinary power and gain strength far beyond normal limits. During combat, each individual System records battle and performance data. The System then evaluates their performance, combining public ratings with its own analysis to produce a final ranking. As the world evolves, many of these dark entities also adapt, learning to blend into society and becoming nearly impossible to detect until it is too late. Ezekiel is chosen to wield the Sorcerer System, granting him the power to control magic. Alongside him are his squadmates, each equipped with their own Systems, combining their abilities to undertake deadly missions. Together, they face formidable enemies, navigate a society where danger can emerge from anywhere, and uncover hidden conspiracies that threaten humanity itself.