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Voldemort is dead. In his final moments, a bright, cheerful voice echoes in his mind. Would you like to start over? Tom Riddle answers yes without hesitation. Of course he wants another chance. Whatever the price is, he will pay it, as long as he gets to do it all again. When he opens his eyes, the former Dark Lord finds himself in an orphanage in 1991. Only this time, everything is wrong. He is no longer Tom Riddle. He is a girl named Tamara Riddle. And to make it worse, she is bound to a ridiculous Virtue System. [Welcome, your account has been bound to the Virtue System!] To become stronger, she must accumulate virtue points. Tom: I am Voldemort. I can kill whoever I want. [WARNING! Strong murderous intent and malicious attack detected!] [Penalty activated: Level 1 electric shock.] With her eyes still stinging from the shock, Tom forces a gentle, harmless smile, while quietly calculating how to eliminate everyone in the room. But as the days pass, she does not kill a single person. Instead, the people around her start to like her. Then trust her. Then protect her. And when the truth finally threatens to surface, nobody believes it for a second. Harry snaps, furious: “What nonsense are you spouting? Tamara cannot possibly be connected to the Dark Lord!” Tamara only sighs, soft and tired. “Sorry, Harry. He is already the Dark Lord.”

A dark, seductive tale of secrets, power, and the woman who rules them all. By day, Sabrina Rodriguez is the charming owner of a quaint little bakery, blending sugar and spice like any ordinary woman. But by night, she becomes Lucifer, the most feared, untouchable mafia boss who commands a criminal empire with brutal precision. Her enemies whisper his name in fear, but no one knows the truth: Lucifer is a woman. With her identity a secret and her past buried deep, Sabrina walks a razor-thin line between sweetness and savagery. Only one man knows who she really is, Sebastián Montgomery, a billionaire with a tarnished reputation and a dangerous past that binds them. When his crumbling business forces him to propose a contract marriage, Sabrina agrees but not just for love but for something more. But the real danger is closing in. Sebastián’s identical twin, Detective Xavier Montgomery, is hellbent on bringing Lucifer down. Smart, relentless, and unknowingly hunting the woman his brother is falling deeper in love with, Xavier will stop at nothing to unmask the ghost king ruling the city’s underworld. As love, loyalty, and identity collide, Sabrina must protect her secret at all costs… But when the mask slips, who will survive the woman behind it? "You think the devil wears horns? No, darling, she wears red lipstick, heels, and your fate is in her fucking hands."

(WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!!) "You're going to be the death of me Aurelia." He muttered to her. "Valerian pls...am tired. You need to calm yourself." For heavens sake, he just made her have three orgasms while sore from the previous night. And he's seriously not trying to make her have the fourth one...is he? Breathing hardly now, his eyes locked on her lips. "You know that this one is your fault." "My fault?" She asked in shock. "What did I even do?" "You seduced me." He said and Aurelia was stunned speechless. With an erotic deep sound, valerian quickly descended his head as his mouth devoured hers with renewed vigour and primal hunger. It was as if he were so starved for her taste and was ravenous for her again. ****** In a land divided by elements and ruled by powerful lords blessed by ancient gods- Ignarion- god of fire. Vireon -god of storms. Caelion- god of wind. Neryth-goddess of ice and water. And Thalor- god of earth. Every alliance forged and every oath sworn carries the weight of divine power... and ancient prophecy. For centuries, each lord has coveted more power, more dominion, and more control. One spark is all it takes to ignite war. Born of fire, Aurelia Flameborne was once the pride and beloved daughter of Ashmere. A beautiful warrior princess, destined for greatness and betrothed to Neris Winterbourne, the cold and noble Lord of Winter. All of that shatters the day the witch Ishara curses her. After the devastating War of Ashmere, Her face becomes scarred, her magic fractures, and her family locks her away in the tallest tower, too ashamed to let the world see what she has become. Even her fiancé, the Lord of Winter, abandons her for another. But destiny refuses to let her fade. When whispers from the North threaten to end her engagement, Aurelia's heart shatters. But before her world crumbles completely, a storm rises. Valerian Stormborne, the ambitious and enigmatic Lord of Thunder, steps forward to claim her. Now bound to a tempest, Aurelia finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, political games, and the unexpected warmth of love from her tempestuous husband… and her husband's son who calls her mother. But beneath the surface of mortal schemes, the gods begin to stir. Buried deep in the ashes of Caelmont lies an ancient prophecy: A child blessed by all five gods, born of powers that should never mix, will either unite the fractured realms… or bring about their ruin. Now, every Lord wants that child. Every kingdom seeks to control fate. But the gods? They have plans of their own. Now Aurelia stands at the center of obsession and war. The Lord of Winter who rejected her wants her back. The Lord of Wind hides desire behind a cunning smile. Her sister, plots from the shadows. And Valerian, the man who swore she'd "never be a wife," to him begins to burn for her with a passion he cannot control. Caught between storms, gods, and a love that could destroy kingdoms, Aurelia must rise—or the realms will fall.

Danish, are you awake?" Her body is turning cold, brown eyes are slowly turning blue, and a voice is humming in her ears, quickly her body is being laid on the cold stretcher, The glare of the ambulance light is shinning on her face, showing her pale and beautiful face . "Danish Smith" was the youngest and most frail daughter of the royal family Smith family, her family adored her; she was their only daughter. But suddenly something happened: the 15- year-old girl slipped into a coma. "Danish Smith" is my name. Aagas: "Little cat, you are playing with the fire."

Traveling to a world where ghost stories and abnormal creatures are rampant, Serie not only becomes a beautiful, fragile, and sickly girl like a porcelain doll, but is also taken in by the salvation organization as an S-level abnormal creature and imprisoned in a steel fortress in the deep sea. But Serie didn't care, because she found that as long as she closed her eyes, those witches condensed by fear, desire and power would open their demon eyes on the other side of the world. They were walking taboos and also puppets dancing on Serie's fingertips. Each witch has a completely different form and ability. Complete tasks, light up the skill tree, and continuously upgrade and evolve. Beautiful and powerful S-class witches appeared one after another like mushrooms after rain—— "The Witch of Pleasure plunges New York into a lewd abyss?" "The Dread Devourer ate the Golden Gate Bridge clean?" "The Slaughter Witch rules the battlefield, weaving nightmares for her enemies with threads of blood?" "The ruling witch made the organization's top executives betray her and become her loyal servants?" Alarms on the radio sounded one after another, and the employees were talking about Serie's trumpet, some with fear, some with admiration, and some with vigilance, but they would never know that the culprit of all this was that useless and cute girl who was tied with chains and restraints and did nothing every day except act coquettishly and wait for food. Serie said nothing, just buried her face in the pillow and continued to play the simulation game: "Let's open a new account... I want to try a different evolution path this time."

The Specialists: Book One — Awakening “So far as we’re on Earth, we all live, we all walk, and we’re all different... but... it’s more than that, isn’t it?” There will always be a set of people — or maybe various sets — different from the rest. They walk among us, invisible yet always watching, bound by rules written before time began. Not all their stories are told. But come to think of it... if we never tell, they will never know. Beneath the hum of cities and the illusion of normal life, another world exists—one of secret factions, ancient clans, and Arms that bend the laws of nature itself. Shadows move across time, hunting and watching those who can rewrite reality. When an orphaned student receives a call that changes everything, and a stranger draped in dusk arrives at the edge of his world, the first thread begins to pull loose. What wakes isn’t always alive. What’s buried doesn’t always stay dead. And the ones who remember… are already watching. Awakening is just the first movement in a war older than history itself.

In the monster-plagued Heian era. Minamoto no Yorimitsu was branded as a Dark omen and sold into slavery by his own kin. For years, he was the plaything of the sadistic Minakaze clan, until they cast him into the deep mountains as expendable fodder for Yōkai hunting. But he did not die. He was rescued by a legendary mountain witch, Yorimitsu spent years forging his body and mastering a terrifying, dormant sorcery, all for revenge. Yet his sanctuary became a slaughterhouse when his master was consumed by demonic rot. In a final, tragic confrontation, Yorimitsu’s master traded her soul for his own. Now, Yorimitsu has opened his eyes to find himself ten years old again, about to be bound in chains, back in the carriage that sold him to hell. With his memories of a grandmaster. He has the hunger of a demon. And this time, he will not merely survive Yōkai or the clans that betrayed him. He will hunt every demon, break every chain, and carve a path of unity through blood and fire until Nihon itself is freed and whole beneath his banner. Paypal donations here: https://www.paypal.com/ncp/payment/ZLA5WW573QYDY  

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It is the story of a brave Agniveer—bound by duty, defined by valor, and torn between love and obligation. Arjun was a man who had pledged his life to the nation even before he wore the uniform. Yet, his heart belonged to Kavya,the woman who feared losing him to the very uniform he dreamed of. She never wanted him to join the armed forces, but circumstances unyielding and unforgiving left him with no choice. Becoming an Agniveer was not just his decision; it was his destiny. But fate, as always, had other plans. Before he could build a life with Kavya, he was forced into a marriage with Shreya, a union neither of them desired, for both were already in love with someone else. What began as a reluctant compromise soon spiraled into a nightmare when Shreya was found murdered… alongside the man she loved. And Arjun;innocent, unaware, and absentwas framed for their deaths. On a brief leave during a festival, he returned home hoping for solace, only to be shackled in accusations he could neither comprehend nor escape. The nation he had sworn to protect could not protect him. Branded a criminal, he was thrown into prison, his honor shattered, his spirit broken. Defeated by life, Arjun stood at the edge of despair… until he met Madhav Kaka. A man of quiet wisdom, Madhav Kaka rekindled the dying flame within him. He did not just give Arjun hope,he gave him direction. With renewed strength, Arjun stepped out on bail, determined to fight not just the world, but the darkness within himself. Rising from the depths of depression and disgrace, he began rebuilding his life piece by fragile piece. As a freelancer, he struggled to survive, but more importantly, he struggled to believe again. And then… he returned to Kavya. Against all odds, against all pain, he managed to win back her heart,not as the man he once was, but as the man he had become through fire and loss. Yet, destiny had one final twist in store. A forgotten chapter of his past,his childhood love re-entered his life, stirring emotions he thought were long buried. Torn between past and present, love and truth, Arjun found himself in a battle far more intense than any he had faced before. But this time, he chose differently. He chose truth over illusion. He chose dignity over desire. He chose self-respect over everything else. In the end, Arjun not only proved his innocence and reclaimed his lost honor, but also rediscovered himself the man he was meant to be. Not every victory is about love. Some victories are about standing tall… even after the world has tried to break you. And Arjun,once a broken soldier rose again, not just as a survivor, but as a symbol of resilience.

Ashes of Legacy "Some deaths are merely the beginning of a new, far more dangerous game." Adrian Kyle was a cold-blooded strategist and master politician who ruled the world from the shadows. He thought his story ended in a blaze of fire and betrayal — but fate had other plans. Reborn in a world of magic, bloodlines, and deadly intrigue, he awakens as Kael Grenfort — a child carrying an ancient curse and the sharp mind of a man who once controlled nations. With a powerful family legacy, ruthless enemies, and the heavens themselves against him, Kael must use his political genius and growing magical power to protect his new family… and burn down everything that stands in his way. Revenge is his inheritance. Strategy is his weapon. And this time — he will not lose.

A strange store that sells everything suddenly appears in the town. The Owner of the store is a young man and anyone who tried to mess with him %$#@. The products of the store are expensive, yet the queue outside the store never stops. "So what, If you're an Emperor? I'll fight to the death with you if you try to break the queue." These scenes outside the store were daily occurrences. *** Join the Discord server, https://discord.gg/4nbaU7Cy *** The cover art is not mine. I have taken it from pinterest. Please contact me if it is your art.

After the Guardian God's demise. Zack inherited his legacy. Zack is a driven individual who wields a lot of power. Will he follow the Guardian God's trail of footprints? Or Will he continue to forge his own legacy? He is intelligent, calm, and composed. When it comes to making decisions, he is decisive. In the world of Humans, Monsters, and other unknown species, he learns and grows. "I know you guys were the most powerful bloodline warriors dispatched to assassinate me. However, in the end, it makes no difference." With a slight smile on his face, Zack ridiculed. "Anything that stood in my way will be obliterated by my lightning," Zack added. "Lightning is Absolute!" ****************************************************** Current Plan- 7chaps/week. For more release, Vote with Power Stones. Target: 1st level- 100PS/Week. Result- 14chaps/Week. ******************************************************* Disclaimer: This is a Fantasy novel. Everything about this novel is Fictional. *******************************************************

“Get on your knees." My voice sliced through the room like a serrated knife. Ragnor didn’t hesitate. He sank to the cold stone floor, his knees hitting the ground with a heavy thud that synchronized perfectly with my beating heart. Ryker and Reign followed, their heads bowed, their Alpha pride crumbling at my feet. "We didn’t have a choice, Candace," Ryker groaned, his head bowed so low his forehead nearly touched the tops of my boots.  "Everything we do is a choice, Ryker," I whispered, leaning down. "Since you believed a lie over me, now show me,” I commanded, my voice dropping a lower octave. "Show me exactly how much you're willing to crawl to keep the mate you discarded." "Anything, Daisy," Ragnor choked out, his large, calloused hand reaching for my ankle. His touch sent a traitorous bolt of sparks through my skin, but I didn't budge. He pulled my foot closer, his heat seeping through the silk of my dress. He didn't just kiss it; he buried his face against my boot, breathing in my scent with a hot desperation. I looked down at the three most powerful men in the pack, all of them reduced to rubble before me, and I felt the tears burn behind my eyes. "It's a pity that’ll never be enough,” I said, my voice turning to ice.  "Then break us. Do whatever you have to do, just don't walk out that door. Don’t give up on us," Reign growled, looking up, his hazel eyes burning with lust. “We will burn in hell before we let that happen,” I forced a brittle, empty laugh. “Say hello to the devil, he’s no different than the beasts you’ve become after what you put me through,” I pushed Ragnor’s hands away, my touch merciless as I used my knee to shove the other two back.  "I’m done with you all. Go fuck your sweet Didi. I will get my release elsewhere,” I snapped, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips sending tingles across my body.  I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once as I strode out. I knew they were watching my retreat, but I didn't turn around to let them see the single, traitorous tear that had finally escaped my guard. I couldn't let them know how much their choices had truly cost me. I was the devil they’d made with each torment. And devils didn't cry. ~ Born the daughter of royalty, Candace Sinclair was once the noble daughter of the formidable Alpha of GraceSpring Pack until her perfect life became a nightmare in one single night. Labeled the offspring of a traitor, she was plunged into a miserable life of shame, scars and utter disgrace and condemned to serve as an omega slave among those who had once bowed to her. However the Moon Goddess wasn’t done with this queen. On the night of the full moon, Candace was rebonded to the beastly triplet Alphas—Alpha Ragnor, Alpha Reign and Alpha Ryker Pendragon, her sworn enemies. The triplets planned to reject her. They would have succeeded… if this wasn’t Candace’s last shot at being mated. Having survived three brutal, excruciating rejections, Candace seized control of her fate at the last minute, forcing them into a bond they never expected with her. That night, the triplets who once loathed her swore to make her life a living hell. But Candace doesn’t care—she will endure every torment if it means uncovering the conspiracy that destroyed her father and plundered her happy family into misery. But Fate is a bastard. Soon, this queen becomes the one obsession they can't escape. The one they crave so desperately they’ll lose their minds just to be buried inside her, until they lose themselves completely.  As cruel truths claw their way to light in this twisted game of love, betrayal, danger and passion, the Pendragon triplets start to see her for who she is—their queen. But Candace is done begging for scraps of their love. She is done being a weak toy in their twisted games. This queen wants them where they belong— groveling on their knees…forever?

Identity isn't who you are. It's what you owe. Kaelen is learning that the hard way — inside a system where gods are just humans too afraid to leave their voids, apostles are fragments of people they used to be, and the most dangerous thing anyone can do is exist without depending on something.

When he selected a character in a new game, he never expected to wake up inside the game world, occupying the character's body. Here, strength flows like rivers. A person can gain power by unlocking their Chakra core. These people are known as awakener. The world looks so mysterious, like out of a fairy tale book. Unbeknownst to him, the world hides a darker side, where demons and beasts roam around and slaughter people. But it was fine, he thought he simply needed to get stronger. But it all changed when he discovered that he wasn't the first person to hijack a body—and learned what happened to every possessed person. Now he must hide his identity to survive in this world. Author Note: This is my first time writing a novel, so there may be mistakes along the way. Please be patient with me! Let’s follow Mc's journey together as he explores this mysterious world of chakra, demons, and hidden identities on why he was transmigrated, and what he will do in future. Follow me on X (Twitter): @ForgetfulSolth

After reincarnating multiple times over several centuries, Klaus has finally returned 50 years into the apocalypse that descended on Earth, bringing with it the infamous spiritual Qi. He is a paragon, a being so powerful that the heavens want nothing more than to kill him. He doesn’t play by the rules, and he most certainly doesn’t care what the heavens think. He just wanted to live his life, make money, and keep a smile on his mother’s face. However, when memories of his past incarnations began to resurface, he was forced to resume the life of a paragon once more. Maybe for the last time. Read along as we explore the amazing and twisted lives he has lived and how they will shape his current incarnation as Klaus Hanson, the Last Paragon. ==================== 50 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapters 100 Power Stones = 2 Bonus Chapters 200 Power Stones = 3 Bonus Chapters 500 Power Stones = 4 Bonus Chapters ==================== Join The Discord Server: https://discord.gg/wFptfB9Sgv

In a world veiled in enigma. Ruled by distant gods and eldritch entities had its story set in stone. An ode began to form. It wasn't in the concept that flourish instantly. No, it is in the figure of a woman whose identity was that of an ordinary secretary working for an unincorporated company. Would you like to see a new perspective and begin to love the 'Original' once more? How far would you cross between the border of a canon and a fiction? "Lord of Mysteries: Goddess of Origin."

Code Abyss: Resimulation The world did not end in a single catastrophic collapse. It ended because of something humanity created. In the era of Tyrak, a global system governed nearly every aspect of life. The world became stable—predictable—almost perfect. Until it fractured. The sky split. Reality destabilized. Existence shattered into seven zones, and those who failed to adapt became something else entirely. From the ruins of that collapse, a man awakens from cryostasis. He does not remember how the world ended. He does not know why he survived. His name is Kael Vieron. And the world is not certain it should allow him to exist. Marked by an unknown seal and drawn into the domain of the Imperatrix—beings who govern the structure of reality itself—Kael becomes part of a system far older and far more deliberate than humanity ever understood. Fragments are scattered. Laws are shifting. And every choice he makes is measured. The system offers restoration. But it does not promise mercy. As reality begins to bend once more, Kael must decide whether he is reclaiming the future—or repeating a design that was never his to control. Because when the world stands on the edge of resimulation, not every destruction is meant to be prevented. And not every savior intends to save.