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Kael Renard, a private investigator is killed on Earth and awakens at the base of the endless Void Spire—a rune-carved obsidian tower piercing into a starless void. A sigil burns in his palm. An unseen voice whispers: Climb, or Perish. Other marked climbers and transmigrants climb with him, allies and hunters alike, all drawn toward a summit wish that can reshape reality. Each floor hides deadly trials. As Kael ascends, the whispers turn personal, revealing ties between his forgotten past and a multiversal cataclysm. Trust frays, truths twist. In the Void Spire, every answer spawns a darker question—and the final secret may consume everything.

Su Xiaomeng always thought her life would be very ordinary. Born into a cultivation family in the Upper Realm, her talent was quite good, but that was all there was to it. Yet everything changed when she reached the Nascent Soul Realm. The door she had always ignored in the corner of her sea of consciousness suddenly activated, pulling her soul into the three thousand lower realms. Each world held different and varied cultivation methods: a realm of orthodox cultivators, a world for taming beasts, an advanced scientific civilization, and countless more. But across all those worlds, she kept meeting the same familiar person who continuously trampled on her small dream of being the chosen one. What to expect - Multiple different worlds with different power systems and progression methods Lots of comedy and fun, sprinkled with bits of romance and tragedy

Who says a eunuch can’t fall in love? In the noble courts of Valemont, everyone seems to agree that he cannot. Theodore von Virchow is the duke’s second son. A decorated war hero. A man of quiet authority whose cold composure makes even seasoned nobles uneasy. And he is devastatingly handsome. Tall, broad-shouldered, and sinfully good-looking, Theodore looks like a man carved by the gods themselves. Many whisper that such beauty is a cruel waste on a eunuch. With a single declaration, Theodore placed himself beyond the expectations of marriage, heirs, and romantic pursuits. Society accepted it without question. The court pitied him. The women stopped pursuing him. And life quietly moved on. Everyone accepted the truth. Everyone… except Everetta Whitmore. For thirteen years, Everetta has loved exactly one man. While society calls her foolish and her parents attempt to marry her off to more suitable lords, she refuses every offer placed before her. Because Everetta Whitmore does not believe love should be so easily abandoned. And if Theodore von Virchow truly is a eunuch? Then she intends to find out exactly what a eunuch ‘can’ do. Everetta begins a relentless pursuit that shocks the entire court. From scandalous masquerade balls to suspiciously convenient accidents in gardens, libraries, and moonlit balconies, she repeatedly throws herself into Theodore’s path with reckless determination. She bumps into him. Provokes him. Tempts him. And every time he tries to escape her, she only chases harder. Until one evening, Theodore finally snaps. “You are chasing a man who cannot give you anything,” he says coldly. “Have you no dignity?” Everetta only smiles. “Dignity?” she says sweetly. “If I cared about dignity, I wouldn’t be in love with you.” But Theodore von Virchow is a man who keeps his distance from the world, guarding himself behind silence and restraint. Least of all does he want the stubborn woman who refuses to leave him alone anywhere near his carefully ordered life. Yet the more Everetta chases him, the more impossible it becomes for him to ignore her. Because chasing a man who insists he cannot love her might ruin her reputation… but Everetta has never been afraid of scandal. … A scandalous historical romance about obsession, forbidden desire, and the relentless woman determined to prove that even a eunuch cannot escape love forever.

They went to kill a god. Reality took his side. Blows missed. Wounds vanished. Disasters found someone else to hurt. Karma called it fate. They called bullshit. So they stopped fighting fairly. They cut attacks away from their targets. Stole time from death. Refused endings the world had already decided. Piece by piece, they broke the rules keeping him untouchable. For the first time, reality’s favorite began to lose. It should have been a victory. Instead, it became the moment he stopped caring what survived him. They found a way to make a god pay. Now they have to survive what he spends.

An average guy dies a hilariously stupid death. God laughs. As a reward, he’s reborn in the Harry Potter universe — as a long-lost Peverell. Magic? Check. Memories? Check. Overpowered? Oh, absolutely. What could possibly go wrong? Also published on Royal Road by the same author(GrimMM). Also published on wattpad by the same author(@GrimM_Author).

Adam Costanza was raised for emergencies no ordinary teenager should ever have to face. Since childhood, his father has trained him to observe, fight, lie, disappear, and survive. The rules were simple. Protect the family. Reveal nothing. Control your emotions. Know when to act. The rules are called the Tenets, and Adam has followed them for as long as he can remember. Then his father leaves town. With only the Tenets to guide him, Adam and his brother begin asking questions they were never supposed to ask and using skills nobody knows they possess. Because Adam was trained to solve dangerous problems. Nobody trained him to decide which problems were his to solve. Platforms where I also post : https://www.royalroad.com/profile/269340

- Disclaimer: Chapters are long and detailed. Slower pacing and character driven narrative. The Last Step is an epic fantasy spanning years of chapters, where history, ideology, science, and humanity collide in a world ruled by magic. Once, humanity stood at the bottom of existence. Magicless. Powerless. A race hunted to the brink of extinction. To the world, humans were little more than intelligent animals, fit to be enslaved, toyed with, or discarded. Their survival was never expected. Yet somewhere in forgotten history... someone changed that fate. Now, 7,000 years later, humanity stands beside the very races that once ruled over them, wielding magic that should have never been theirs. Few remember how that miracle came to be. Kaiser Everhart is one of them. Not as a chosen hero. Not with divine blessings. Not with overwhelming strength. Only with a mind that refuses to end his story. Born into a life that could only be described as hell, Kaiser Everhart grew up believing humanity was selfish, cruel, and undeserving of faith. All he ever wanted was a quiet life. A place where he could finally understand what happiness felt like. Instead, the world refused to leave him alone. Drawn into a continent where primordial beasts roam forgotten lands, where dragonics shape empires, elves preserve ancient civilizations, demons struggle against a curse of their own existence, beastkin, dwarves, and fairies each reign over fields humanity could never hope to rival, Kaiser finds himself standing among races that have mastered magic, divinity, and power over thousands of years. Yet the deeper his journey goes, the more one question begins to consume everything: Can humanity be saved... if humanity itself is its greatest enemy? This is not a story about becoming the strongest. It is a story about changing the world one impossible step at a time. Long before Kaiser Everhart was born, another man walked a remarkably similar path. One who devoted everything to humanity... Only to lose faith in it. As the past slowly awakens, two ideals begin moving toward an inevitable collision: The man who abandoned hope in humanity. And the man still searching for a reason to believe. Somewhere between them stands Kaiser Everhart, unaware that every step he takes is leading him toward the one person who understands him better than anyone else ever could. A slow-burning saga of politics, philosophy, science, war, romance, psychological manipulation, civilization-building, and the fragile hope that even the weakest race can create its own future. The road is long. The answers are earned. And every step matters. Discord: https://discord.gg/3tRarQqWJj

Jaune Arc moved to the city of Vale hoping for a regular high-school experience. However, on his second night in the city, he somehow found himself waking up to a decaying, nightmarish version of reality. This place, this... dream realm, housed deadly monsters that hungered for his flesh. A floating interface, the Nightmare System, whispered promises of power to him. Power that he could use to survive in this realm by killing the monsters of the dream. Now, Jaune's only option is to navigate the rules of this new realm before it takes a bite out of him. Welcome to Vale, Sweet dreams. =================== This is a slow burn story set in an Alternate Universe of the show, RWBY with a modern twist to it. The idea was inspired from (Shadow Slave), (Lord of the Mysteries) and (Dreamers Throne). (Dream-Realm, Modern Setting, Runes). =================== Advanced chapters are available on Patreon patreon.com/TheFirstFire

*Alive Dead* is a psychological mystery thriller that explores the fragile boundary between memory, reality, and perception. Jenna's life begins to unravel after her parents' divorce, when recurring nightmares, strange photographs, forgotten memories, and a mysterious boy named Elias begin appearing in her life. As she and her childhood friend Dory investigate an abandoned house, an old research facility, and a forgotten disappearance, the line between physical evidence and imagined reality becomes increasingly difficult to distinguish. What begins as a search for a hidden truth gradually becomes a deeper exploration of grief, trauma, loneliness, identity, and the human mind. As Jenna tries to determine what is real and what is not, she discovers that the most frightening mystery may not be outside her at all.

Check Out: I Am Not A Pro Fourteen years ago, the youngest daughter of the legendary Sunaina family disappeared. A tragedy, a mystery.A family drama big enough to make an entire mansion run out of tissues. The Sunaina family searched everywhere for their lost child. And after 14 long years,They finally found her.The only problem? They expected a cute little daughter who would run into their arms crying.Instead, they found Maya. -------★★------ Maya is an orphan living quietly in a small rented house in the countryside. She has no money. No powerful background no legendary bloodline. At least, that's what she thinks. She has no idea her birth certificate is basically a hidden treasure map.She is just trying to survive her ordinary life. Unfortunately...the universe looked at her peaceful existence and said: "That seems too easy. Let's add some chaos." --------- One day at school, Maya meets Mahi Sunaina—the terrifyingly influential head of the Sunaina family. Everything seems normal. Until Maya notices the bracelet on Mahi's hand.Her only thought was: "I think I am doomed." Wait a minute... why does this feel like a suspiciously important plot device? And just like that...Her quiet life ends. 'Congratulations, Maya.' You have unlocked the 'Secret Rich Family Daughter' achievement. Rewards include: - Confused relatives. - Endless family drama. - And absolutely no peaceful days. ---------- The Sunaina family finally gets their missing daughter back.But they soon realize something terrifying. The little girl they lost 14 years ago is gone, the person standing before them is someone completely different. Maya is intelligent, she is suspicious of everyone.Her trust level is lower than a villain's chance of staying dead after a dramatic final battle. The family wanted their daughter back. They got a mystery instead. ______ This world may look like a beautiful romance fantasy. A world filled with destiny, miracles and characters who somehow always meet at the perfect dramatic moment. But Maya knows the truth, She knows how this story ends. So, she has one simple response:"No." -------- From now on, everyone is a piece on the board. Family members? Potential allies. Enemies? Potential problems. People with suspicious smiles? Definitely problems. -------- Maya doesn't want to be a hero. Unfortunately, fate has other plans. And fate has never learned that forcing a stubborn person into a story usually creates a bigger disaster. ★★★★★★ NOTE : Attention, dear readers. Before you start searching for romance, love triangles or a collection of handsome characters fighting for Maya's attention........Please stop. The romance department has been permanently closed. The harem application form has been lost, rejected and permanently deleted. Please do not send requests; she is already busy managing disasters. TAG: Female MC SCHEDULE: 1–2 Chapters / Week CHAPTER LENGTH: 3000–4500 words ----------- WARNING: Maya is not a hero. She is not a perfect angel who forgives everyone after one emotional speech. She is not the kind of protagonist who sees someone crying and immediately says, "Don't worry, I will save you!" Her first thought is more likely: "How is this my problem?" She is cynical, complicated, and definitely not a walking sunshine generator. She may even make you ask: "Am I supposed to support her plan or call someone?" If you want a sweet protagonist who helps everyone in trouble......This is probably not your cup of tea. But if you want to watch a girl with a complicated past challenge destiny, family drama, and the ridiculous rules of a fantasy world....Welcome. The chaos begins here. ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ I am a new writer, so please forgive any spelling or grammar mistakes. I am still learning, improving, and trying to make this story better with every chapter.Writing a story is easy...Until grammar appears as the final boss. I hope you enjoy the chaos.

‘I am an Eldritch Entity?’ Eryndor questioned himself when the seal to his powers broke. Eldritch Entities were one of the few beings who possessed both Telekinesis and Mind Reading abilities. He possessed both, and a few more. There were eight locked doors in his Golden Mind Palace. The same as the number of Outer Domains which invaded Earth after the emergence of Qi, Mana, Internal Energy, and Spiritual Energy. They brought with them the eight power systems - Cultivation, Magic, Martial Arts, Mentalist, Cyborg, Beast Taming, Demonic and Buddhist. Was eight doors a coincidence? Watch as Eryndor walks the pinnacle of Order - mastering all eight power systems, and conquers the path of Chaos - his anomalistic Eldritch abilities. ***** My inspiration for this work comes from the SCP universe, in which I added a bit of my creativity to make the power system and world building logical and consistent. The Synopsis, and First chapter go hand in hand. I urge you to read at least the first chapter before deciding. Last thing, this is NOT quick power leveling. It is more plot focused like LOTM and ORV (Not comparing myself to the greats, just letting y’all get the idea. Clues will be sprinkled throughout the novel, which will come together gradually with a twist). One bonus chapter for every 30 golden tickets. Thanks for reading!

A world where magic was once abundant has fallen into a diesel-powered age of survival. Humanity now wages a desperate war against beings from beyond the stars, known as the Figlie delle Stelle ("Daughters of the Stars"). To combat these creatures, armies march with rifles and towering war machines, wielding fragments of magic drawn from long-forgotten sources.

Thrown into the world of Avatar, reborn as a highborn brat in the Fire Nation—without a single memory of his past life. Just fragments. But hey, there’s a war going on, and he’s doing his best to not die for reasons even he doesn’t understand. Somehow—don't ask how—he ends up, building a reputation that spans across nations, and convincing people he's basically the Avatar’s second incarnation... Despite the tiny little fact that he can only bend one damn element. It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t logical. But It just... happened.

Five thousand years ago, a god knelt in the snow and cursed his own murderers to the ninth generation. Then he died. He should have stayed dead. Before the God Slayer returns, the world gets one last era of peace it doesn't know it's borrowing. Jai Chenwongo just wants to survive his own family — the ceremonies, the expectations, the quiet cruelty of a bloodline that treats failure like a death sentence. He doesn't know the dreams keeping him up at night belong to someone else. He doesn't know a war is coming that will make every threat he's ever feared look small. He's about to find out. Because the enemies who killed a god once are still out there, scattered across bloodlines, thrones, and centuries — and none of them know the debt is about to come due. As dragons rise from myth and older, hungrier powers start circling from beyond the edges of the world, something ancient is stirring back toward the surface, one dream, one vision, one war at a time. When it finally wakes, it won't be looking for revenge alone. It'll be looking for dominion. The gods who let him die the first time are starting to notice. They should be afraid. The Mandate has already been issued. It only ends when the last throne stands empty.

Tiger never asked for power. He never asked for enemies. Yet they keep coming. Between school life, friendships, and silent nights, Tiger carries a past that refuses to stay buried. As his abilities awaken and the world starts watching him, one question remains— How many enemies are born when you are too strong?

He never expected to become payment for his cousin's debt. But now Celia has two choices: find a way to pay back the Don, or escape with his family before it's too late. There's just one problem. The Don doesn't want his money. He wants him—a toy to be used and discarded. And the more Celia fights, the more the man holding his chains seems to enjoy the chase. Every glare burns. Every touch, he feels still lingers. And somewhere between hatred and heat, Celia starts to wonder... What if falling for my enemy is the most dangerous thing to do... before he kills me?

Queen Medusa: "Who are you?" Wu Tian: "My name is Wu Tian. I am the guardian spirit of the Serpent Clan's queens, generation after generation!" Queen Medusa: "Then how did you get in here?" Wu Tian: "Whoosh! Just like a skyrocketing firecracker, and here I am!" Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

************************* he leaned his head against her with his eyes closed he spoke in a cold voice " They took everything from us, humiliated us and treated as merchandise now its time to make them pay" with that he opened his eyes with a decisive burning determination swimming in them "Will you walk with me in this path i shall take" he asked looking into her eyes searching for the answer he knew " even if you are going to hell take me with you" she said looking back into his eyes with the same determination ************************** Damion a young teen used by those who call themselves the Bluebloods to make outstanding success and money at the expense of his life not willing to let go even at the point of death Kendra a Blueblood used and scorned by those she called Family even by the one she loved to death Two broken souls as their paths meet, how far do you think their taste for vengeance will go? will they find redemption in each other or will they both fall into hell

Some people perform joy so completely that nobody notices they’re drowning until the water is already over their head—and Riyura Shiko has turned that performance into an art form. Fifteen years old, purple-haired, red bow-tied, and explosively cheerful in the specific way of someone who learned early that being cheerful was safer than being honest, Riyura arrives at Jeremy High not as a normal transfer student—but as a walking thunderclap in a school uniform. Officially, he’s there for a “fresh start” after an incident involving pudding, a ferret, and one tragically heroic trampoline. Unofficially, he’s there because wherever Riyura goes, normality quietly packs its bags and leaves. Jeremy High is no ordinary school. Founded in 1876 under impossible circumstances—three suicidal teenagers, letters from a descendant who wouldn’t exist for a century, and a foundation built as much on suffering as it is on survival—it attracts the broken, the chaotic, and the unexplainable. Riyura fits in immediately… and completely disrupts everything anyway. From shouting greetings at trees to challenging athletes to dribble pineapples, from staging lunchtime operas about dumplings to turning every hallway into a stage, he floods the school with a kind of absurd, relentless energy that feels almost supernatural on its own. But beneath the chaos is something quieter. Something fragile. Because Riyura isn’t just trying to be seen—he’s trying not to disappear. Over the next four years, what unfolds is everything. Not just the ridiculous, high-energy nonsense of flying fruit and social disasters, but corruption networks, government conspiracies, psychic abilities tied to Edo-period bloodlines, time manipulation, preserved souls, and a brother who dies… and comes back? Government agents become allies. Truths unravel. The very sanctuary that saved them reveals the cost of its existence. And still—beneath all of that—the people matter most. Yakamira, sharp and analytical, alive against all odds. Miyaka, opening her pencil case every morning as an act of quiet defiance. Subarashī, scars catching the light as he declares himself to the world. Jisatsu, holding steady, fourteen months without a crisis. Pan, baking at 4 AM not because he has to—but because he chooses to. None of them are whole. All of them are trying. And together, they form something stubborn and unbreakable: a family built not from perfection, but from the refusal to let each other drown alone. Then comes graduation. Osaka. Cherry University. Cherry blossom seasons that feel too soft for everything they’ve survived. And the slow, difficult realization that surviving and living are entirely different skills. And many more characters in the main stage at that as per-usual. Riyura Shiko isn’t just the loudest person in the room. He’s the one most afraid of silence. His absurdity isn’t there to make you laugh—it’s there to overwhelm you, to push past the limits of what “normal” even means, to prove that being alive isn’t about fitting in, but about refusing to disappear. The humor isn’t clean, or even traditionally funny—it’s chaotic, excessive, and sometimes deliberately irritating. Because this story doesn’t aim to be funny. It aims to feel. Loudly. Uncomfortably. Honestly. This is the complete story of Riyura Shiko. From a teenager hiding behind a crooked bow tie and a perfectly rehearsed smile… to someone who slowly, painfully learns what genuine laughter actually feels like. From impossible walls to open skies. It costs something. It leaves something behind. Neither cancels the other out. THE NAMES… RIYURA SHIKO! - RATED MA26+. Still here. That’s always been enough. Because this series has the worst humor you could ever wish for. >;)

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.