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Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 298.5k Views

My boyfriend's brother

Where Desire Learns My Name: Althea Moreau has built her life around elegance, restraint, and self-possession. Living in a city that thrives on appearances and ambition, she is admired for her beauty and composure, yet few truly know her. Beneath her calm exterior lies a woman who has learned to want carefully—never fully, never recklessly—until one night alters the rhythm of her existence. That night, she meets Cassian Vale. Cassian is a man defined by control. Wealthy, perceptive, and emotionally disciplined, he moves through the world with quiet authority. He does not chase, does not beg, and does not explain himself. When he notices Althea at a private gathering, it is not attraction that draws him in first, but recognition. In her, he senses a woman who holds her power inward, who has never been truly seen—and he is compelled to be the one who does. Their connection unfolds slowly, charged with tension and restraint. Conversations linger longer than necessary. Touches are intentional, withheld just as often as they are given. Cassian courts Althea not with grand declarations, but with presence—by listening deeply, by remembering, by creating spaces where she can lower her guard without losing herself. For the first time, Althea experiences desire that feels reverent rather than consuming. As their relationship deepens, the intensity between them grows unmistakable. Cassian’s desire is precise and controlled, but unmistakably fierce. He wants Althea not to possess her, but to witness her fully. Althea, in turn, finds herself drawn to the way he holds his power—never forceful, always deliberate. She begins to trust not only him, but her own capacity to want without fear. Yet intimacy brings vulnerability. Cassian’s past reveals a history shaped by responsibility and emotional solitude, while Althea confronts long-buried fears of being overshadowed or reshaped by love. Their bond is tested when distance—both physical and emotional—threatens the delicate balance they’ve built. Misunderstandings arise, not from betrayal, but from silence and self-protection. At the height of tension, a near-breaking point forces both to confront what they are risking. Cassian must choose whether to loosen his control and love Althea openly, even if it means exposing his deepest insecurities. Althea must decide whether she is willing to be fully claimed in love—not owned, but chosen—without losing her autonomy. In the dark hours of reckoning, truths are confessed. Cassian reveals the depth of his devotion, admitting that loving Althea has unsettled him more than any ambition ever has. Althea, in turn, claims her power within the relationship, redefining love not as surrender, but as mutual recognition. The final chapters explore the evolution of their bond beyond desire alone. Together, they navigate public scrutiny, personal ambition, and the demands of a shared future. Their love matures into something enduring—still hungry, still intense, but grounded in choice rather than fear. The novel concludes with Althea and Cassian standing not at an ending, but at a beginning—having learned that true desire does not seek to consume or control, but to remain, to witness, and to become home.
DaoistW6iuSq · 41 Views

An All-Rounder’s Second Life

People in this world are born with blessings. Not symbols of kindness, but survival tools—gifts granted so humanity can endure a world built alongside monsters, demons, and constant extinction. Strength, magic, talents. Advantages given before choice ever enters the picture. Every blessing carries the same unspoken directive: grow stronger, hunt, learn, and eventually kill the Demon King. That is humanity’s role. One man was born outside that design. He received no blessing. No mana. No latent power waiting to awaken. His body was weak, his health fragile, his future dismissed before it began. Where others were shaped to survive, he was left unfinished. But absence became pressure. And pressure became intent. Unable to rely on divine systems, he survived through adaptability—learning weapons, tactics, technology, and combat methods without restriction. Where others specialized, he refused limitation. Guns, blades, strategy, experience—anything that worked was enough. He became a mercenary not for honor, but for function. He killed monsters, demons, and humans alike when they crossed the line where survival turned into predation. As his strength grew, so did an unsettling truth: he was advancing without the framework the gods controlled. When he finally confronts a goddess, the conversation reveals something worse than neglect—there are hierarchies above the gods themselves. Overseers who decide not just blessings, but which lives are allowed to matter. Before the truth can be fully revealed, intervention comes from higher authority. The goddess is silenced. Execution is ordered. The mercenary is deemed an anomaly that should not exist.
Tsushiki · 75 Views

[JUJUTSU KAISEN] JUNPEI YOSHINO: RISE OF THE KING OF POISON

Junpei Yoshino’s untimely and unforgettable death left a scar on the hearts of fans of Jujutsu Kaisen. This work is dedicated to exploring the hidden potential of this tragic character, giving him a second chance to rise, evolve, and confront the world that betrayed him. In the void between life and death, fragments of Junpei’s shattered soul drift aimlessly — corroded by despair, twisted by the cruel power of the Special Grade Curse Mahito and his Cursed Technique: Idle Transfiguration. Just as annihilation seems inevitable, an ancient, unseen force intervenes, reconstructing his broken soul and placing it into a new, ordinary body. He awakens as Shinji Ino, a seemingly average teenager with no memory of his past life, no recollection of his true name, or the events that led him here. Only a faint echo of something lost stirs in the back of his mind, a shadow of his former self struggling to resurface. But peace is fleeting. Before he can reconcile with this new life, Shinji is thrust into the secretive world of Jujutsu Sorcerers. Tasked with confronting and exorcising powerful, destructive curses, he is forced to awaken abilities buried deep within his reconstructed soul. As he navigates the perilous path of sorcery, Shinji begins to uncover unsettling truths: fragments of memories, strange powers beyond comprehension, and hints of a hidden destiny tied to his reincarnation. Every battle, every revelation, every encounter pushes him closer to understanding who he truly is — and why his soul was spared from death. The journey of Shinji Ino has only just begun. In a world ruled by curses, despair, and power, the rebirth of Junpei Yoshino marks the rise of a new, enigmatic force: to be reckoned with, the King of Poison Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction work. All rights to the Jujutsu Kaisen characters, settings, and intellectual property except the OC belong to the original author, Gege Akutami. This story is a non-commercial and non-canon to the original timeline of JJK, a tribute dedicated to the fans of JJK and is solely intended for entertainment purposes only.
Shhh_I_am_Cooking · 8.1k Views

Arcana Null : 22 - The Fool Who Imprisoned Fate

Zekai is twenty-two and has already decided that life is meaningless. He has no job, no ambition, and no interest in the future. While others chase purpose, he watches from the sidelines, convinced that the world runs on illusions people are too afraid to question. Then his grandfather dies during a circus performance. The death is ruled an accident. The silence afterward is not. Something is left behind—something old, something deliberate. From that moment, Zekai begins to notice what others cannot: patterns beneath coincidence, intent behind tragedy, and a presence that seems amused by his existence. The city changes around him. Crimes grow stranger. People disappear without explanation. Whispers spread of a figure who appears in moments of fear—part savior, part nightmare. Zekai does not seek to become anything. He only reacts. Yet the more he intervenes, the more the world pushes back. Every choice carries consequences he cannot escape. Every step forward reveals another layer of truth he was never meant to see. Some paths offer power. Some demand sacrifice. Some do not allow turning back. As Zekai is pulled deeper into a hidden side of the city—where justice, guilt, desire, and fate collide—he is forced to confront a question no one can answer for him: Is freedom something you choose… or something taken from you the moment you play along? Because this story is not about destiny fulfilled. It is about what remains when the final number is reached— 22.
Haise_Hkr · 8.8k Views

Pneumagram — Echoes of the Dark Rising Soul

Pneumagram – Echoes of the Dark Rising Soul (DarkRisingSoul - DRS) also known as Magical Tales of the Lost Spirit (MTLS) In a futuristic world obsessed with reclaiming divinity through magic, humanity builds the Pneumagram—a system meant to forge heroes from belief itself. Modeled after God’s deities, known as Archaengel, the system grants transcendence once thought impossible. Yet a single question lingers: can humanity bear the consequences of wielding such power, or will their world collapse under the weight of its own ambition? Daniel awakens as Mirielle Fatui Aveline, a young freshman and exceptionally gifted student enrolled in an elite magic academy. Chosen to resonate with the Pneumagram, Mirielle is expected to embody one of the Nine Echoes—elemental forces shaped after divine archetypes, designed to mold humanity’s next generation of unsung heroes. But Mirielle herself was once a skeptic—a myth-disbelieving fool. In her buried past, she believed magic, myths, and heroism were nothing more than specific delusions and irrational ideas: mental structures mistaken for truth, made dangerous only because people chose to believe in them. As she is forced to engage with the Pneumagram, she begins to realize the Echoes are not gifts nor blessings, but symptoms—manifestations born from what was lost, denied, or fractured within the soul. As the system reveals its true nature, Mirielle must confront the cost of divine power: the erosion of her past self. In a world that mistakes automation for creation, ascending into legend may require her to abandon the very identity that once rejected magic, myths, and heroes. Tags: Light/Dark Fantasy, Supernatural, Action, Isekai, Mystery, Psychological Horror, Magic, Power System, Sci-Fi, Transmigration, Urban, Myth, Slow-burn, Occultism, Mythology, Mysticism, Suspense, Tragedy, Slice Of Life, Historical, Coming of Age, School, Genderbender, etc.
ShiTzu · 12.4k Views

“Love in the Shadow of Revenge”

Aira Grace has spent her life yearning for love in a house ruled by power. The daughter of influential politician Marcus Grace, raised without a mother and ignored by an ambitious brother, Aira grows up believing love must be earned through patience and sacrifice. Rowan Royce is born into blood. The son of a retired mafia leader, carrying the weight of a shattered family and an elder sister lost to betrayal, Rowan lives by one rule—never trust what love shows on the surface. When a political feud between the Grace and Royce families leaves his father injured, Rowan’s world hardens into revenge. Their paths cross through Rowan’s younger sister at university. Aira falls for Rowan without knowing the storm surrounding him, and Rowan—despite his cold restraint—allows her into his life. When Aira begs him to marry her, Rowan agrees, hiding vengeance behind wedding vows. To Aira, the marriage is imperfect but precious. She loves him through his silence, his distance, and the hostility of his world. Happiness shatters when Aira discovers Rowan’s true identity—his hands stained red by the mafia life he never escaped. A violent confrontation drives her into flight, straight into a carefully laid trap. Her enemies steal her unborn child through a forced operation, then manipulate Rowan into believing his wife ended the pregnancy herself. Broken by misunderstanding and blinded by hatred, Rowan abandons her in the hospital—yet never fully lets go. He ensures her recovery from a distance, torn between revenge and the woman he loves but cannot forgive. When news reports claim Aira has been murdered, Rowan descends into madness. His mercy disappears. One by one, his enemies fall—until the truth surfaces. Between cruelty and devotion, revenge and misunderstanding, Rowan and Aira suffer the most. Yet in a world built on blood and lies, they discover that survival itself can be an act of love.
Aish_writer · 20.3k Views

His Curse, My Ruin

This is a story of light and darkness, sun and moon. They say true love never fades... but sometimes it is the person you love who fades away. Sometimes love endures, but at the cost of your life. Tales of true love do not always have happy endings. You will find stories steeped in trauma, sadness, and torture-all in the name of "true love." And after enduring all that pain, the heavens still could not bless it. They separated the lovers. Why such cruelty? Perhaps their love, purer than heaven itself, was something the gods could not bear. So, they killed the light. And without it, the darkness lost all purpose. In his despair, the darkness spread further than ever before. Enraged, he was ready to tear the sky apart, but his powers were sealed. So, he took his own life to join his light. This final act was a sin against the gods, leaving a terrible curse upon the world. This is where our tale begins. But what if fate offered another chance? What if the Gods themselves granted a new life? Born again in the same bodies, with the same names, but in another universe... He is still the darkness, the cursed child who inherited its power. She is still the beauty,a fragile, delicate angel who shines as the light, yet holds no power. Will history repeat itself? Or will their story be written differently this time? Welcome to His Curse, My Ruin, featuring Rosella Maren and Lucien Draeger. This is a complex fantasy woven with dark romance. Please note this is an ongoing work, and I am continually editing and polishing chapters with the aid of proofreading tools. For the most refined experience, you may wish to read once it bears the "Complete" badge. I write with my heart and edit with love. As English is not my first language, I welcome your kind support and genuine feedback in the comments-it is my most valuable resource. Thank you for giving my first work a chance.
Unknown_Her09 · 5.4k Views