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The Sovereign Of Black Light

On Earth-10, a world ten times larger than our own, survival is no longer guaranteed. Monsters pour from portals known as Dungeons, each one a domain of gods, horrors, and impossible power. Humanity’s only hope lies in the Awakened — chosen individuals who gain blessings and classes from the divine. Warriors, Mages, Priests, Assassins… all destined to grow, evolve, and one day become legends. But Ashura Bellet was not chosen. While his peers gained power and glory, Ashura was left with nothing — no blessing, no class, no future. Mocked by healers, nearly killed by a slime, burdened with his mother’s illness and the weight of supporting his younger sister, he lived as a mercenary scraping coin and bleeding in every raid. Weak, timid, and hesitant… until the day everything changed. A raid gone wrong. A dungeon no one had ever seen before. A place where purple lightning fell endlessly from the heavens, erasing even the strongest Awakened in an instant. Ashura should have died with the rest. Instead, the lightning struck him again and again — burning his body, breaking his mind — until it carved something new into his very soul. He awakened not to a blessing, but to something outside the system. An Unknown Class, forged by the storm itself. When Ashura emerged from the dungeon, he was no longer the timid mercenary everyone mocked. His hair turned white, his eyes burned with arrogance, and his body radiated the storm’s power. With a black blade in one hand and purple lightning crackling in the other, he had only one rule now: “I don’t underestimate. I don’t forgive. And I don’t stop.” Enemies see him as a monster. Allies see him as a madman who poses with no one watching, flexing his aura as though mocking the world itself. But behind the arrogance lies a ruthless killer, a cunning survivor, and a power that should never have existed. Because Ashura’s lightning isn’t from any god. It belongs to something older. Something forgotten. Something that wants him to burn the world.
TajayReid · 58k Views

A withering flower at devil's mercy

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please…don't do this,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. "But you chased me all the way back!" her lips met his crushing her mouth with a forceful kiss burning her up. She groaned trying to free herself but it was a futile attempt. Dragging her to bed as she tried another futile attempt to escape he stripped her with rough yet controlled hands. "You could've casted me out of there. Gotten married to your ex. You had a better choice given," he kissed her collarbone. " But here you are laying beneath me as it was that night. When you were just a clueless innocent virgin." he grinned sarcastically. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper still trying to move away from his touch. "It useless to defy me. Now this is the only place left for you." And he reclaimed her with burning passion rendering her attempts to refuse him and escape him futile. ----->>>>> Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But worse yet the man who she was supposed to be wedded was replaced by a more ruthless hound. A more agonizing revelation that he was a slave with empty title in name. The white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?
Akira_Kanesada · 289.5k Views

To Love A River

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
LouLou2 · 328.6k Views

I Wanted a 2D Harem Isekai, Got a Rule-Horror Game

Crossing into the 2D world, with both parents dead, money in my pocket, and a place to live. Even if the universe’s ‘no-imouto clause’ is in effect, this still looks like the classic daily-life harem-protagonist trajectory in a 2D world, right? Surely next comes the otaku-bait development, a wonderful story of being surrounded by girls, yes? [Welcome to the “Sacrifice Game.” We wish you the chance to witness the end within true fear.] Wait a sec— This script isn’t right, is it? Corpses whispering, shadowed pits creeping, paper effigies asking for directions, a cursed village’s night patrol, an eye peering from under the bed… Grotesque rules weave a blood-stained net; there is no escape. Only by facing the endless nightmare head-on can one fight for a sliver of life. So, since I’m being entangled by all these horrors, can I get a system? Preferably the kind that becomes overpowered just by checking in! While I was thinking that, I realized I’d gotten the ability to roll back after death. It sure is a cheat—but doesn’t that mean I have to keep betting my life on trial and error? I refuse! I don’t want to be a Subaru-style, die-and-retry protagonist! Someone save me, please! Then I turned around and saw the girls trapped with me: Shinomiya Kaguya, Fujiwara Chika, Gotō Hitori, Yotsuya Miko, and others. Damn it, then bring it on! How could I let beautiful girls be sacrificed in a place like this? I’ll create a happy world—no Urobuchi-style tragedy and no grimdark despair!
Gods_And_Chakra · 132.1k Views

Seeds of Ascension

In the cultivation world, spiritual roots determine destiny. Wei Jin’s three-colored, low-grade roots offer a mere fifty percent chance of ever reaching Foundation Establishment—odds that would crush most aspiring cultivators before they begin. But Jin’s family has already sacrificed everything for this chance. At six years old, Wei Jin arrives at the Dark Rose Sect with nothing but patched robes, a bundle of turnips for tribute, and the weight of his entire family’s hopes pressing down on his small shoulders. His father sold the farm. His brother worked three years in the copper mines. His mother’s tears still stain the letter tucked against his heart. Assigned to the agricultural division—the lowest rung of sect hierarchy—Jin is given one hectare of neglected spirit rice and a cultivation technique that should take him decades to master. He is clumsy, naive, and utterly unprepared for the cutthroat world of cultivation politics. But Jin possesses something that no one else can see: a mysterious ability that shows him exactly how to optimize his cultivation, pushing his efficiency far beyond what his spiritual roots should allow. As seasons turn to years, Jin transforms from a stumbling child into a formidable cultivator. He learns that power comes in many forms—from the old farmer whose pranks hide genuine wisdom, from the gossip-loving girl who becomes his closest ally, from the silent giants who teach him that realm isn’t everything. He survives corrupt overseers, navigates deadly sect politics, and discovers that sometimes the most effective weapon is patience. When tragedy strikes his distant family, Jin must leave the safety of the sect to confront enemies who threaten everything he loves. The quiet farmer who preferred to work in shadows must become something more—a protector, an avenger, a cultivator willing to do whatever it takes to shield those who depend on him. But as Jin approaches the peak of Qi Gathering, he realizes that his greatest challenges still lie ahead. Foundation Establishment beckons—a transformation that will change everything he understands about cultivation. And in the world of immortals, those who rise too quickly often find themselves targets of those who rose before them. The Burdened Heart is the first book in an epic cultivation series following one young man’s journey from forgotten outer disciple to legendary cultivator. It is a story about family sacrifice, quiet determination, and the discovery that true strength often grows in the most unexpected soil
me_101 · 3.2k Views