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In a fractured, techno-magical world, a young man awakens with no memory in a luxurious penthouse at the apex of power. His name is Wynter Ash. All he knows is the agonizing void in his past and the opulent cage of his present—a cage paid for by the harvested suffering of millions. Zero Point City is a volatile powder keg of Sci-Fi Fantasy, where magitek elevators pierce smog-filled skies and holograms clash with sacred runes. The city is divided between three warring superpowers: the militaristic Valdor Empire, the hyper-capitalist Aurum Republic, and the fanatical Aethelgard Theodocy. Their fragile peace is maintained by the Grand Design, a system where the most promising youths are forged into weapons and leaders in elite academies, all to prove humanity's worth to the uncaring Sovereigns above. Thrust into the role of Grand Praetor—the student leader meant to bridge these factions—Wynter is plunged into the cutthroat Political arena of School Life, where every classroom is a battlefield and every exam is a power play. Guided by cryptic orders from a mysterious entity known only as The Weaver, he must navigate a labyrinth of intrigue, ancient magic, and his own dangerous, awakening power. His body is a broken thermodynamic machine, a Cryomancer who freezes from the inside out, forced to consume external heat to survive. With no allies and surrounded by predators, Wynter builds his cabinet from the dregs and outcasts of the system. Together, this band of misfits must audit a broken world in a high-stakes blend of Mystery and Action, uncovering the conspiracy behind Wynter's amnesia while facing off against rival student leaders, rogue automatons, and the ever-present threat of his own body failing. They will challenge tyrants, seize illegal casinos, and unravel the secrets of the Great Design—all while the chains of the system tighten, and the harvest of souls continues unabated. This is the story of an amnesiac who must learn to rule, a weapon who must learn to heal, and a pawn who dreams of shattering the board. Genres: Sci-Fi Fantasy, Political, School Life, Mystery, Action.

I died on my wedding night. My mate the Alpha I had loved all my life abandoned me before the entire pack, humiliated me, and whispered his final command through our bond: “Just die already.” And I did. But fate was cruel. Instead of peace, I opened my eyes again… reborn to the very night of my betrayal. This time, I wasn’t the weak, naïve Luna who let her sister steal everything. This time, I would tear their lies apart.

A man lived his whole life kept in the dark by his own brother who believed he could handle everything life threw at him all by himself.Which eventually lead to his.....their death. Now he was given a second chance at life by a being he couldn't quite trust. Watch him as he is thrust into a world or rather a death trap filled with Magic and Myth, Mystery and Misery. Watch his journey as he grows stronger and seeks to uncover the Mystery surrounding his brother's disappearance whilst repaying the people who have wronged him. in Blood. And he doesn't care who or what stands in his way because.... He will reach his goals. ◇◇◇◇ Discord Link :https://discord.gg/uBznrcncQ ◇◇◇◇ Ps: I'm new to writing and I hope you all support me on this journey. I'm hoping for your review on what you think about the book so far. Constructive criticism are allowed.

Tom cloned another self based on himself. Then he found that he could connect the clone's brain with his consciousness. With each clone, he would have one more body and one more brain. His memory, learning ability, action ability, engineering ability, etc. would be doubled accordingly. Facing the vast sea of stars after the inexplicable disappearance of human civilization, Tom had no fear in his heart. "Although I am the only one left in human civilization, there are countless 'me'..."

With a blink of his eyes, the world had already changed.  Carrying a stone tortoise engraved with the patterns of the Bagua, Ji An rose from obscurity.  From the Minor Rain Technique, to the Spring Wind Transforming Rain Art, and then the Cloud Dragon Rain Summoning Spell;  From the Sharp Gold Formula, to the Falling Autumn Leaves Art, and finally the Geng Metal Spirit-Slaying Sword.  Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Origin Ascension, Golden Core…  Step by step, as he climbed to the peak of the mountain, a mere lift of his arm brought forth the myriad laws to follow.  (A slow-burn tale cultivation is not merely about battles and bloodshed, but about accumulating resources step by step, and grasping insights little by little. Just as heaps of earth form a mountain, so too do wind and rain arise.) 

Kain, a young teenager, accidentally lost in a Dungeon and awakened a special system. A system that allows him to continuously return to level 0, using his level to add and increase his skill points. From there, Kain began his journey to find the truth of this world, and when he took off that mask, what he saw was...

Within Jing Qian’s sea of consciousness, a stone stele rose. On that stele, strokes and carvings took form in inscriptions that recorded his destiny. When fate intertwines with the laws of heaven and earth, it becomes engraved upon the Stele of Life, and thus, a Life Pattern is born. A Life Pattern contains one’s innate nature and potential; it also determines one’s future achievements and path of cultivation. Now watch as Jing Qian forges fate into a sword, severs the soul, and ascends to immortality! ... Life Patterns: Tidal Surge: Ride the waves and sing, dance upon the tides! Sumeru: A mustard seed holds Mount Sumeru; within a speck of dust, the vast cosmos is concealed! Tushita Furnace: Tempted by illusory words, delighted by the bliss of Tushita! … ... The flame of destiny burns upon the body. Sumeru fixes the Dao. Ride the waves and sing. Forge the sword like a dragon. Stitch soul to spirit. Within the Tushita Furnace, I inscribe my stele to forge eternal life.

Kenny Edgar is a complex and contradictory man. At 30, he suffers from a personality disorder in which an alternate personality often takes control. His life took a dramatic turn when the 'Blue' Organization’s experiments unleashed the apocalypse "The Dead" . Now, he is hunted by both the living and the dead.

One hundred years ago, when the passage between two worlds appeared, humanity began to be able to cultivate. At the same time, dangers beyond human power also emerged. What to do when encountering powerful monsters? Humanity's divine artifacts... Guns will take care of it. Even stronger? Heavy weapons are available. Alchemists? With these low-grade elixirs, why not build an alchemy factory? Explosive talismans? Stick them on the target and lock it in, cruise missiles will automatically fly towards it. A sect leader was tricked by a merchant, and from then on, the sect's protective formation forced anyone who entered to solve math problems. ...

Nyxbound | A WebNovel Growing up, Cael forsook his childhood in pursuit of his parents' validation. When the other kids were playing outside, he sat alone on the swing — drowning himself in numbers and studies. Upon reaching adulthood, Cael became a scholar and an atheist who defied the existence of a divinity — yet was fated to bear a miracle in his own hands. One day, as he walked down the street of a market, he saw a man selling old, valuable items. What caught his interest was not an old watch or a painting — it was a book. He did not know what he was thinking, but he ended up bringing the book home like a man hypnotized. Ever since then, nightmares and illusions haunted his life to the point he doubted his own eyes. And at that moment, he knew it was the cursed tome's doing. Even if he tried to get rid of the gospel, it would return beside him, again and again. When all hope was lost, a calling of redemption rang in his ears. Thus, he heeded the call and ventured into a perilous journey that only ended at the beginning of time.

In the heart of Ariel's Tomb, something goes wrong. The Sunny of the future never shows up to warn the Sunny of the present, giving the Vile Thieving Bird just a few extra seconds of time with its victim. As Sunny awakens, he notices something wrong with the world around him. Something very wrong.

CURSED LYCAN In a world where lycans are hunted to extinction, one cursed alpha holds the key to survival—or total destruction. Kael Thorne isn't just any lycan. He's the last of the Bloodmoon pack, cursed to lose his humanity with every transformation. Each full moon pulls him closer to becoming a mindless beast, and he's running out of time. Enter Sera Blackwood—a rogue hunter with secrets darker than the monsters she kills. When a job goes wrong and she's bound to Kael by ancient magic, she discovers the man she's supposed to kill might be the only one who understands the darkness inside her. But the curse that's destroying Kael isn't random. Someone orchestrated it. Someone powerful. And they're coming to finish what they started. With enemies closing in and the full moon rising, Kael and Sera must decide: break the curse together, or let it consume them both. Because in this game of predator and prey, love might be the most dangerous weapon of all. Some curses are meant to be broken. Others are meant to break you.

Conviction. The most powerful of beliefs, humans can achieve great things with simple beliefs, if they so believe, they can achieve it. What if, it simply didn't only affect the mind? If your Conviction gave you supernatural abilities beyond this world? Let's see...

in the haunted realm of Dehls, where murders and supernatural horrors intertwine, one woman stands between chaos and truth: Fiona Hamilton, known by the nickname Lady Mystery. Fiona is no ordinary detective. With white hair, green eyes, and a cursed body scarred by tragedy, she serves under Dark Umbrella, a secret organization that investigates both mortal crimes and magical anomalies.

In the veiled jungles of Nusantara, where forgotten gods sleep beneath volcanic soil and ancestral spirits linger in the mist, a sacred balance is breaking. When a rift opnes between the mortal world and hte Hidden Realms a dimension oy myth, memory, and shadow ancient guardians stir. Among them is Barong, the radiant beast of protection, long exited bt human freed and spiritual decay. I Wayan Aryasa, a withdrawn youth from a remote village near Gunung Agung, begins to experinece visions of a luminous beast cloaked in gold and fire. As the monstrous cult of Rangda rises to reclaim dominion over both realms, Aryasa discovers he is the final heir of a sacred lineage sworn to protect the veil between worlds. To fulfill his destiny as the Satria Barong Cahya, Aryasa must awaken the dormant power of Barong not to destroy evil, but to understand it. But light is not always salvation. And some realms are hidden for a reason.

One moment, I was reading my favorite novel. The next, I was dead. When I opened my eyes, I wasn’t in heaven—or hell. I was lying in an endless snowfield, barefoot, freezing, and… with crimson hair and pointed ears. Great. I’ve been reborn. In a world where even the snow wants me dead. I thought my biggest problem would be survival. I was wrong. Talking bears? Monsters in the shadows? A power I don’t understand, and an unknown force watching me from the dark? This isn’t just another Isekai. This world doesn’t forgive weakness. And if I want to live… I’ll need to become something far stronger than human. Because here, luck means nothing. And I’ve always been unlucky. author note:if you want adaptable MC. this story is yours. if you want a dangerous and big world. this story is yours if you want best romance. this story is yours. if you want unique power system. this story is yours. if you want emotional moment and ect. this story is yours if you want progression. this story is yours if you want character development. this story is yours. if you didn't want generic Isekai. this story is yours and yes. there is harem too. but it's what MC deserve. trust me, you will say he deserve it, when you read the story.

I am a new author, so there might be some grammatical errors. Try not to be too harsh. And don't forget to share your valuable reviews. SYNOPSIS "You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

Kichu thought Earth was all there was—until the lies unraveled. As terrifying truths surface and shadows tighten around the universe, he’s forced to confront a reality far darker than dreams ever dared. To save everyone, he must step beyond illusion and face a hidden enemy. This is Kichu’s journey—into the reality he was never meant to see.

"When the long night devours all hope, the light remains, watching in silent vigilance. And only those who walk the darkness unbowed are granted the dawn's awakening." History is written by the victors, yet truth survives in the wounds they fail to hide. Two centuries past, the Kingdom of Dikaios—a paradox born from the forbidden union of Light (Elysium) and Darkness (Tartarus)—was wiped from the world. Official history brands it a “Demon Nation” erased by a holy coalition. They insist that Prince Cleisthenes, born of both radiance and shadow, became the “Abomination” who unleashed the Cleisthenes Tide—a void that devours existence—before ending his own life. But history is a fragile thing. And the story they carved into stone was never the real one.

What if the thoughts in your head aren't actually yours? Picture this: someone's losing their mind trying to save the person they love most. There's a voice on the phone—cold, synthetic, playing games. Riddles with impossible answers. A countdown ticking toward something unthinkable. They're racing through traffic, heart pounding, memories surfacing like shrapnel. Every decision feels urgent. Every emotion feels real. But here's the thing that'll keep you up at night: None of it was supposed to work. The riddles? Designed to have no right answer. The call? Never meant to save anyone. The choices? An illusion wrapped in desperation. And that voice on the other end—the one pulling strings with such cruel precision? They have no idea someone's pulling theirs too. See, while our victim is breaking down, convinced their panic is their own, and while the tormentor is getting off on their power, drunk on control... There's someone else. Sitting in a dark office. Watching both of them on different screens. Smiling at how perfectly the pieces are moving. The victim can't see their strings. The tormentor can't feel the hand moving them. And that's the whole point. This is a story about control so deep it controls the controllers. About how every emotion you think is genuine—love, fear, guilt, even the sick thrill of having power over someone—might just be responses someone programmed into you before you even knew you existed. About the possibility that free will is just a story we tell ourselves while we follow invisible scripts. One person thinks they're fighting for survival. Another thinks they're the puppet master. But both are dancing. And neither of them chose the music. Because real control doesn't look like chains. It looks like freedom. It feels like choice. It sounds like your own voice in your head. Until you realize it was never yours at all.