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Reincarnated as a Half-God with all SSS Abilities

[Party] [Multiple Races] [Reincarnated as a God] [SSS Abilities] [Romance] After nearly dying saving 14 children from his childhood Orphanage, the gods overhear Sora's nurse's prayers and Chronos, the god of time, comes to meet Sora. Who wouldn't want a second chance at life? Transmigrate to the planet of Exteria, as a half-god and half Uthra (divine being), or die in 15 years from now after living a meaningless life of bedrest, even after receiving the Medal of Freedom for his selfless act on Earth. Unable to say no to the deal, follow Sora on his adventures to save (or destroy) the world as he forms a party, filled with all different types of beings! He meets friends, potentially falls in love, all while trying to level up and gain enough experience to unlock his true abilities: The abilities of his eyes. One Amethyst, one Aquamarine, a gift of Chronos, beautiful, perfect... with one major flaw... he doesn't know how or when they'll unlock. As a member of the King's council, Sora finds himself at the front row or a brewing war between the demons (and some unexpected allies), with tales of a hidden Elven sanctuary, legends of lost Chimera, Titans, even potentially the last of the dragons? Only time will tell! I've made two major re-works to this project! Apologies to those who were reading and changed. System is in [brackets] Updated Daily: 1-2 Chapters by 10 PM CST :). Feel free to add me on Discord! AJKNovels [Copy and paste for easy find] Current Arc 1: A second chance Arc 2: Coming Soon [will not release name to avoid any spoilers]
AJKNovels · 28.1k Views

Gospel of The Bleeding Moon

In a world where the sun has long since perished beneath an eternal cobalt night, every human is born with Lunar Ichor, a living essence etched with a unique Lunar Sigil, a sacred symbol engraved into the soul itself. Yet Lunar Ichor alone grants no true divinity. Only when it resonates with Divine Ichor through the sacred rite of Baptism does the sigil awaken, forging an Astral Card, the vessel of one’s ascension and power. But the heavens are broken. The Moons, fragments of Divine Ichor left behind by gods waging endless war, hang shattered above the world, bleeding their power into mankind while spreading corruption through the night. From these celestial wounds came the Howlings, monstrous echoes of divine ruin, and the prophecy of another Cataclysm, a calamity said to descend when the Moon Goddess Noxella awakens once more. Amid this dying world lives Clyde Nox Pvolae, a boy who never sought power, never desired ascension, and never wished to stand among gods. Yet when he discovers a forbidden book buried beneath ancient truths, his Lunar Ichor mutates into Hollow Star, an impossible anomaly that defies the sacred laws binding humanity to the heavens. As the coming Cataclysm draws near and the descent of Noxella threatens to plunge the world into ruin, Clyde becomes entangled in a fate older than the gods themselves. If the heavens once fell because of mankind’s arrogance, then what will happen when one human gains the power to defy the gods? Will history repeat itself? This story is officially published on Royal Road by Cyan_Yabby. Available on Patreon for early access to chapters and exclusive content: https://patreon.com/Cyan_Yabby?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink
Cyan_Yabby · 41.4k Views

I’m Not Your Husband, You Evil Dragon!

Yuuta Konuari was the weakest, most average guy on Earth. Barely scraping through college. Working a part-time job. Growing up in a quiet orphanage with no family to call his own. Life was simple. Predictable. Lonely. Then fate played a cruel game. One night, he dreamed of a woman. A stunning, powerful Dragon Queen from another world and he slept with her. The dream felt so real that he woke breathless, but he convinced himself it was nothing. Just his lonely mind playing tricks. He forgot about it. He moved on. He continued living in silence for Five year. Until she showed up in his room. Erza, the Dragon Queen, crossed worlds to find him. She brought a child with silver hair, tiny wings, and red eyes that looked exactly like his. A little girl who called him "Papa." She gives him one year. One year to prove himself worthy of being her mate. One year before she kills him for tainting the royal bloodline. Yuuta should be terrified. He is terrified. But he has never had a family before. And Elena with her wagging tail, her boundless curiosity, and her absolute certainty that Papa can fix anything has already claimed his heart. On the surface, this is a story about a mortal man who somehow won the heart of an ice queen. A slice-of-life romance about cooking, dancing, and learning to be a family. It is warm. It is tender. It is the kind of story that makes you believe love can conquer anything. It is not. Beneath the surface, something else lurks. A secret buried in Yuuta's blood. A past he was forced to forget. A truth that connects him to the very monsters hunting them. The scars on his back are not from childhood accidents. The nightmares that wake him screaming are not random. And the woman who swore to kill him is beginning to realize that the mortal she despises is not the villain she imagined. He is the victim. The forgotten son. The boy who was never meant to exist. As enemies close in from both worlds, Yuuta must uncover the truth of his origin before it destroys everything he loves. He does not have magic. He does not have power. He has only his hands, his heart, and the stubborn refusal to let go. He doesn't need to be a hero. He just needs to hold on. But holding on may cost him everything. Join my discord Discord: https://discord.gg/Z97qm22k2Q
Ben_Lies · 1m Views

Catalyst Cross Lesio

If Naph, a 17 year old, was asked what’s the value of a life? He may answer, “not much.” He would be lying. Extremely. Based on his own experience and his one true goal. Anaphol, aka, Naph, had just killed Bulwark. A 12 year old child designated as a terrorist in a world that is just around the corner to pass its established steampunk era. The bounty on her head? 10 million Tarna. With a condition, ‘bring her head back clean and undamaged.’ Money he wanted to collect for his goal of delivering justice in a place far away. But the consequence of killing Bulwark? A war of enormous proportion on the country that took him in, the very same country that put the bounty on Bulwark. As he began realizing the weight of the consequence, a ray of hope came from the very same light source of his morality. Don Extea gave him a message to follow and he followed it. The message entangling him further into the stories and fate of the world he did not want to become part of. “What a world, as if it is in fact a dark fantasy wanting to be a steampunk.” Remarked a noble referred to as the Duchess of Knowledge in the platinent Jhorime. That only entangled him further and further into what the world demanded out of his existence, pulling him away from the goal he wishes to complete and pushes towards his goal despite it all. Yet, despite everything that keeps happening, one word kept ringing in his mind until he learned its true meaning before he could complete his own goal, the word being: “Cata.” ---------------------------------------------------- Updates regularly with 1 chapter a day. ---------------------------------------------------- Genre: Modern, Urban, Fantasy, Steampunk, Sci-fi, Adventure ---------------------------------------------------- To read ahead of Webnovel and RoyalRoad become my patron on patreon.com, the handle is mentioned below! :) This story is also available on RoyalRoad.com with the same title "Catalyst Cross Lesio" with the username 'alexUnderTheStars'. My paypal is connected to it, so if you wish to help out a budding artist do go to my "Catalyst Cross Lesio" on RoyalRoad.com and hit that donate button! Thank you! :) ---------------------------------------------------- Instagram handle: @catalyst.cross.lesio Patreon handle: @alexUnderTheStars Discord link: To be announced!
alexUnderTheStars · 29.5k Views

Gojo is a "Crazy Hearthrob" in the Black Organization

(No CP, All-Encompassing Charm, Brotherhood, Invincible/Roleplay/With Secret Identities, Massive Private Settings) ​ Because he complained about Satoru Gojo’s character assassination in Sukuna Kaisen, Jiang Wu was selected by the System to accept a roleplaying mission. He stepped into the world of Detective Conan wearing the shell of Satoru Gojo. While trying his best not to go OOC (out of character), he must obtain 100,000 Impression Points from both the Black and Red factions, plus 1 billion Popularity Points from readers in another dimension! ​Although he is the legendary man who remains "in character" no matter how he’s written, roleplaying him isn't easy, but... ​"I'll win. It's the same no matter who the opponent is." ​Satoru Gojo, leaping between the Red and Black factions, is the Great Demon King who can go shoulder-to-shoulder with the Black Organization’s "Model Employee" (Gin); he is the genius Head of a Shinto family; he is the "White Moonlight" that the Police Academy Five can't get over; he is the eccentric guardian of Kaito Kid; and he also moonlights as a black-bellied, cat-headed Great Detective who makes Conan feel inferior! ​Satoru Gojo’s marvelous adventure in "Conan-Science," now officially serializing. ​The pace of this article is relatively slow; it will start from Satoru Gojo's childhood in the Black Organization arc~ The protagonist is "Grey" leaning towards "Red." Once the official Conan plot begins in the later stages, there will be "Manga Forum" segments. [Note - This is a translation. For Adv Chs join my Patreon]
Ayanokoji_26 · 203.4k Views

Dear 6th Husband, I Am Cursed. Will You Die Too?

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] [Detailed Smut] [Strictly for Adults Only] Soundtrack available on YT, IG, & FB SONG TITLE: Cursed - Shiroi Nami (Dear 6th Husband, I Am Cursed. Will You Die Too?) Sora Han is an unapologetic widow in her mid-thirties, with a name spoken in tales. She had learned to live beneath glares, behind whispers, and far from open doors. After her fifth husband died in a fire that devoured their building and ruined multiple tenants’ lives, she became the neighborhood’s favorite rumor: A black witch. A modern siren. A walking curse in human form. The cursed auntie next door… Men who linger too long by her side fall ill, lose their fortunes, or simply… die. Parents warn their kids to stay away. Customers won’t step into her café. Drowning in penalties, compensations, and renovation debts, Sora keeps her failing business alive by day and secretly does tarot and birth chart readings by night. Because when the world already thinks you’re cursed and wicked, why not prove them right? To make them all die of a heart attack! Fate is cruel like that. It laughs while it bleeds you dry. But the universe is not finished with her yet. When her path tangles once more with a man far too young to look at her the way he does, the cracks in her curse begin to show. Their meeting is no accident. It was a trap, and she fell for it. Yeongjae Young, a dangerously charming investor ten years younger than her, enters her life in the most unimaginable, funny way. He carries a past she cannot remember, a love he never buried deep enough, and a mission he cannot refuse, which could destroy them both. Torn between the woman he loves and the family that raised him to hunt truth and vengeance for his uncle's killer, Yeongjae knows one thing for sure: Sora is not just part of the mystery: She is the key. As fake dates turn real, walls fall, and lines blur. Anger turns into desire, and heat into hunger. Enemies inch closer to lovers, long-buried secrets begin to surface... the curse, the deaths, and the fire that started it all. When the truth finally comes out, Yeongjae must choose: protect the woman he loves… or betray her to fulfill his mission. And Sora must decide: trust the man who awakened the soul she locked away, or prove that love is the deadliest curse of all. ********* I might have teased him too far. Because now Yeongjae was above me, hovering, caging me in with his arms, looking at me like I was something he intended to devour completely. “Did you have fun playing with me?” he asked, the corner of his mouth lifting in a dangerous smirk. “I—I wasn’t playing with—” “Shut up.” Before I could react, his hand was on my jaw, holding me still as his mouth crashed into mine. His tongue swept inside, deep and claiming, stealing every ounce of control I thought I still had. “Mmm—” I tried to protest, but the sound dissolved into a helpless moan when his body pressed closer. I was already lost. Before I could even adjust, he added another, curling them just the right angle while his thumb began rubbing tight circles. “Oh my God… Yeongjae…” My back arched off the mattress, pleasure exploding through me so fast it made my head spin. “Who’s the virgin now?” he murmured, watching me with dark, focused eyes. “You might be the first, but I’m not innocent, Sora. I’m not clueless...” “Let’s do this every day… every night,” he murmured against my skin. “What?!” I laughed breathlessly, shocked by his boldness. “That’s too much.” “Okay…” he said without missing a beat, lifting his head with a crooked grin. “Just every night then.” I laughed again. “I haven’t even said I want to keep doing this with you after tonight.” The moment the words left my mouth, I knew I’d made a mistake. “Then I guess I have work to do,” he said quietly. “I’ll just have to convince you.” Before I could react, he shifted down the bed, his hands sliding along my thighs as he spread my legs apart. “Yeongjae, wait, I haven’t—fu…”
Shiroi_Nami · 78.5k Views