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A Defekt is a form of supernatural ability that manifests when a person experiences intense emotional stimulation, what happens when a normal guy discovers that he has one? Find out by reading! btw, yeah, I know, the abstract sucks. But give it a try, you might like it. ;)

A second planet descends next to earth, far larger than ours. All of a sudden, all the people an earth are sent to that new planet as it collides with earth. Chaos ensued on the new planet with beasts from fantasy novels and kingdoms being overthrown. All that Gideon has is a Club and a Shield, how can he survive in all the mayhem?

Framed for poisoning Lila (her sister) at the full-moon feast, Elena lost everything in one night. Her name, her pack, her future. The Shadowpine alphas sentenced her to death by exile. They chained her and shipped her north as tribute to the Blackthorn brothers; three feral lycan kings whose wolves had already started turning rogue. Darius, Kane, and Rylan Blackthorn rule the Frostfang territories with blood on their hands. Twenty years ago their father raped a witch’s daughter. The curse that followed branded the brothers: without a true fated mate their wolves would drive them mad in six months and force them to slaughter every living thing in the North. Elena is that mate. The second she steps into their hall the bond snaps tight. They knot her that same night, hard and without mercy, because the curse leaves them no choice. What starts as captivity turns into something darker. Elena carries latent alpha blood her pack hid from her. The bond wakes it. She learns to shift just enough to command their wolves when they lose control. She learns to want the violence they offer. She stops fighting the heat and starts using it. She walks back into Shadowpine with the brothers at her back and slits her father’s throat herself. ============================ The witch returns demanding Elena’s firstborn as payment. Pregnancy nearly kills her. Rival packs smell weakness and march north. Through it all the three alphas stay possessive, brutal, and unapologetic. They never soften into safe men. Elena never asks them to. She chooses them because they are the only ones strong enough to stand beside the queen she becomes. Knotted by the Three Feral Alphas is dark reverse-harem lycan romance that stays dark. No redemption arcs that erase the teeth. Just one woman who rises from chained prisoner to ruler of the frozen North while three cursed kings knot her, fight for her, and burn the world that tried to break her. WARNING!! MATURE AND 18+ CONTENT! THIS BOOK CONTAINS BRAVE NUDITY AND VOILENCE! VIEWER DESCRIPTION IS ADVISED!!! This book contains mature and potentially distressing scenes which are intended for adult readers only. It is not suitable for person under the age of 18. You will come across depictions of Graphic sexual content, Knotting, psychological manipulation and emotional abuse, grief, trauma and PTSD. Power imbalance and captivity, Domestic abuse These scenes are intentionally created and are necessary to the characters' journeys.

For two millennia, the land has been ruled by mindless monsters. The hero has descended–and he is dead. Only one knows the truth. In a brutal world, a talentless child might not have the power to save humanity, but with a mind forged in calculation and madness, he may have just enough to avenge the brother he lost.

Death was supposed to be the end of Lukas’ miserable life. Instead, he wakes up in a world where humanity fights monstrous Star Beasts and awakens supernatural talents. But fate plays a cruel joke on him once again. While everyone awakens powerful abilities, Lukas receives the weakest talent in history: a pathetic skeleton summon barely capable of fighting. Mocked as trash and abandoned by hope, Lukas discovers a terrifying secret during his first hunt. His skeleton can evolve. By devouring the bones of fallen monsters, it inherits their skills, bloodlines, and powers. A Fire Phoenix grants Wings of Nirvana. A Star Wolf grants Meteor Momentum. Ancient creatures become stepping stones for endless evolution. While others rely on talent, Lukas claws his way upward through blood, cunning, and relentless effort. From wandering merchant to monster hunter, from nameless nobody to humanity’s greatest awakener, he walks a path no one else dares to tread. In a world where the strong rule everything, Lukas will prove one truth: Even the weakest summon can become a nightmare capable of devouring the stars themselves.

In the majestic Kingdom of Ryūgū, a land blessed by the elements themselves, every child was born with the promise of power. From the moment they were toddlers, the people of Ryūgū awakened a mysterious gift known as Elemental Art—the ability to command fire, summon storms, shape earth, or bend water to their will. These powers were the kingdom’s pride. They were the reason Ryūgū had survived the Great Demon War a thousand years ago, when the world nearly fell to darkness. Legends spoke of mighty Elementalists and the legendary Crowned Dragons who fought against the Demon King and his generals to save the realm. But among the children of this powerful kingdom… there was one boy who had nothing. His name was Ryūsei. While the other children awakened their Elemental Arts before they could even read or write, Ryūsei remained powerless. Days turned into years, and still nothing appeared. No spark of flame, no whisper of wind, not even the smallest ripple of energy. The whispers began quietly at first. "Maybe he's just a late bloomer." But as time passed, the whispers turned colder. "Maybe… he was never meant to awaken anything." Some even wondered if he had been forgotten by the elements themselves. Yet Ryūsei refused to give up. Even without power, he trained harder than anyone else. While others relied on their abilities, he sharpened his body and mind, determined to prove that he still belonged in the kingdom he loved. But fate had something far greater waiting for him. One day, when Ryūsei finally awakened his Elemental Art… it did not happen the way anyone expected. The moment his power emerged, the air itself trembled. Ancient energy—something far older than the kingdom, older even than the war a thousand years ago—burst forth from within him. What appeared was not an ordinary Elemental Art. It was something that had not been seen since the days of legends. A power tied to the forgotten past… to the war against the demons… and perhaps even to the fate of the entire world. And from that moment on, Ryūsei’s life—and the destiny of the Kingdom of Ryūgū—would never be the same again.

After waking up as a Charmander, Lian discovers he possesses a Combat System. By continuously battling and earning combat ratings, he can become increasingly stronger. However, Lian, who is profoundly lazy, pursuing strength through battles isn't his desired lifestyle. He simply wishes to be an ordinary Charmander. ***** Please support me on Patreon, where you can read a bunch of extra chapters, not just for this novel, but for all the novels I'm translating. I upload at least 2 times daily for each novel (meaning there are at least twice as many chapters on Patreon compared to here on Webnovel). https://www.pat reon.com/ThatGreatStuff

"Luca, please…" she cried. "You need to see who the devil really is. And decide if you want me that way," he said. "Because this is who I am. You either accept it or reject it." Luca's hand reached for a knife from the array of tools spread meticulously on the desk. "I wanted to prolong his suffering…" he murmured. "Luca…" she whispered. "But since this is a show and tell…" Without a pause, he cut the rope holding Inferi's wrists, letting the man drop heavily to the floor with a thud that made the room shudder. Inferi's eyes, wide with terror, flicked to Vee as his body twisted weakly under the weight of his injuries. "This isn't one of those times when you ask me to let someone go, I am going to kill him right here." "You have two choices," he continued. "Walk away right now, and I will accept that you will never accept who I am. Or stay and watch me kill him, to prove to me that you accept all of me, that you want all of me." "God, please, Luca, don't do this." Behind Luca, Inferi struggled weakly on the floor. Luca looked only at her. "It's simple, Vee. I am giving you a choice. I don't have a gun to your head, now, do I? Are you ashamed of who I am, or do you accept who I am?" "It's not so simple!" Vee yelled. "You're asking me to stand here while you take a life." "I will count to ten." He gestured with the knife toward the steel door behind her. "There is the door. Here is me." "Jesus!" Vee bit down on her lower lip. She squeezed her eyes shut. "Jesus Christ!" "One…" "Two…" She stepped toward him. "Three…" "I'm not running." She moved closer. "I will not run. I will stay." "Four…" Vee drew in a shaky breath, steadying herself against the tidal wave inside her. "I meant what I said last night. I said I love you. I meant it. But don't subject me to this. It will not change how I feel about you. It won't." She stepped even closer, until the knife hovered inches from her hip. "But it will most definitely change me." She swallowed hard. "If you make me stand here and watch this, you are not testing my love. You are reshaping me into something I may never recognize again." Her hands came up slowly and pressed against his chest. "I love the man who protects. The man who terrifies everyone else but holds me like I matter." Her eyes glistened, but she did not look away. "I know what you are. I accept what you are. But do not ask me to become it." "Five…" Luca moved behind Inferi now, the knife hovering at his throat. Vee's feet rooted to the floor, the edge of Luca's jacket gripped tightly in her fists. Her eyes, brimming with tears locked onto his, daring him to see, really see, what she was becoming in his presence. "Six…" he continued. He held the knife steady against Inferi's skin, a cold, absolute line of judgment, waiting. And in that pause, Luca realized a part of him wanted her to run, desperately. He wanted her to bolt, to retreat from this room of blood and fear, because maybe, just maybe, if she ran, he would see the futility of the obsession clawing at him from the inside. "Seven…" he murmured. "Eight…" "Nine…" Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall.

[ WARNING: R18, SMUT AND DEGENERATE CONTENT ] After being enslaved by his own family for years, treated as utterly expendable, Cale Midgar finally caught his break when a fallen god offered him a contract and a Harem Bond System that would change everything. Years of servitude, humiliation, and restraint under his master's watchful eye... but now? Now it was his turn. With a Lust System that rewards him for every woman seduced, every noble daughter corrupted, and every cultivator's wife taken, Cale discovered the true path to power. Each woman conquered wasn't just pleasure—it was fuel. Their bloodlines, their talents, their very essence flowed into him, making him exponentially stronger with each conquest. The academy thought he was weak. The nobles thought he was expendable. The eastern sects thought the western continent would fall without resistance. They were all going to be very, very wrong. There wouldn't be a single lady of the academy—from maids to elite disciples—who wouldn't know his touch. Princesses would beg for his attention. Female swordmasters would spar with him just for a chance to be close. Even the cold, distant elves would find themselves drawn to his gravitational pull. His journey to absolute domination has only just begun, and immortals themselves will tremble beneath his power. (BEAR WITH ME FOR THE FIRST 20 CHAPTERS PLEASE! I'VE IMPROVED THE PLOT, STORYLINE AND MY OWN WRITING WITH THAT) What will you find in this novel? Explicit Sexual Content (Lots of It) Harem Building & Seduction Mechanics Lust System with Tangible Rewards Absorption of Bloodlines, Talents & Physiques Smart, Manipulative MC Rapid Cultivation Progression Beautiful Women (Lots of Them) An Endless Path to Divine Power

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"Minerva", was that Albus' voice, she wondered to herself? She'd known him for many, many years, throughout war and peace, but had never heard him sound so defeated as he did right now. "Minerva, please gather up some of the crowd, Mundungus, Sturgis perhaps." Now fear was coursing through her. "What is it Albus, surely it isn't him ?" "No, no no. I'm sorry to have frightened you. Harry Potter has been placed in a muggle orphanage. I just want the place watched for the next while. Just until things calm down at least. After that, we can check in on him at monthly intervals or so." Her first thought was to tell Albus she had told him so, leaving The-Boy-Who-Lived with such horrific muggles as the Dursleys could never have come to anything good. Instead, she just said, "Certainly Albus, where is this orphanage?". Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!

He gazed upon the sea below him as the air rushed on his face. The summer years brought calm and he found some peace from seeing upon the sea extending from horizon to horizon. No past, no future, and no memory could be found within the limitless water. More peace than he had found in the last few years. He saw Cloudwynd's head turn slightly towards him, his constant companion occasionally flapping her wings to maintain their glide through the sky. He felt her concern for him, knowing when he would enter his brooding self. Dragons were passionate and took what they want, but the past few years have not been kind to him or his people, all of which Cloudwynd witnessed. "Everything will be alright, girl," he reassured in High Valyrian as he took his hand off one of her spines and reached forward to rub her neck, her bluish-greenish scales glistening in the sunlight. He got a snort from her in response, not really satisfied with his answer but decided to accept it. His only concern right now was to fly towards his destination, to ensure his people's safe passage. Beneath him were vessels ferrying those he was charged with towards their new destination, the last bastion for their people. Fifty ships carrying barely two thousand five hundred men, women, and children across water over four moon turns. Remnants of a great civilization long extinguished from the memory of those that now took their place. The land prowess of the Valyrian army through the Tarareons, cavalrymen and explorers who could boast about expanding the Freehold's reach without the dragons. Valyria's knowledge of blood magic, healing, and other rituals preserved through the Leniars. Lastly, the Rahitheons' skill as smiths, builders, and engineers preserved the wonders of Valyrian technology. The survival of their civilization and culture rested on all of them and one misstep could see the flame of Valyria die out for good. And then there was himself. Barely nine and ten, Jaenyx was the last scion of the Belaerys', one of the oldest and most powerful dragonlord families in old Valyria. A family that had great figures such as Jaenara Belaerys, the famed explorer of Sothoryos, included in their ancestry. Prompted by Valyria's leaders to recolonize the Basilisk Isles, the Belaerys' settled at the edge of Sothoryosi wilderness along with three other Valyrian families, all of whom could not hope to survive the dangers of that continent by themselves. Previous attempts to colonize the Basilisk Isles, seen as a first step towards further expansion south, had ended in failure. Yet, the new colony thrived under the Belaerys' stewardship. Being in the Basilisk Isles was what saved the colonists from the Doom. Unfortunately, despite nearly a century of inhabiting the Isles, a recent turn of events had put their people in dire circumstances and the Isles were no longer safe for them. Despairing over the coming extinction of Valyria, Jaenyx remembered that there was one other place that they could journey towards, a place where a certain dragonlord had fled to after his daugther's now prophetic warning about the destruction of the Freehold: Dragonstone. Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!

" You were always so full of spirit, brother. Such a little terror you and Shaggydog were and even on the coldest nights on the Wall I could find a smile on my face as I remembered you all. You and Arya were cut from the same cloth, both so full of life and so keen to explore. She may have been Underfoot but you weren't too far from being so yourself." Jon said his voice sounded as if he was trying to be happy and yet it was very much not. Rickon tried to answer, tried to speak to his brother, and found he could not, though he did welcome the sound of Jon's voice and the words he continued to speak. It had been so long since he'd heard anyone he'd named as his kin. So long that he was sure he'd never hear them again and so he listened as Jon spoke and he felt the cold begin to be replaced by a warmth he'd not felt since before his father had left Winterfell all those years ago. " This is not how your life ends, Rickon. The gods aren't finished with you yet and your family misses you greatly. Come back to us brother, come back for I fear I cannot do what I must alone." Jon said softly. The flames began to wash over him and yet he felt no fear and it wasn't until he saw the blue eyes and the wall of ice that he began to worry. It was with the images of what seemed to be dead men marching that he awoke from and his panic threatened to overwhelm him only for him to see his brother and to then feel his arms wrap tightly around him. Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!

" Aegon Targaryen, Kinslayer, a man without honor, a fool played by bitter men and women. You were the prince that was promised, Azor Ahai, all our hopes and dreams, and just like with your life you refused to reach out and take it,. You refused to be who you were born to be, Why?" the voice called out. " I didn't know how to.". " No you did not, perhaps it's time you learn" the voice said. " Please." he said as the images of a life not lived played out in front of him, horrifying and revealing, Jon watched as secrets were revealed and a crossroads lay before him. Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!

MC transmigrates to the X universe of The Boys, and awakens a superpowered family cultivation system just before graduating from university. He has superhuman bloodline to claim, but the condition is that he must bind a high-quality spouse! PS: Support the new book support my Patreon Too https://www.buymeacoffee.com/AZofficial patreon.com/AZofficial it is 30 chapter ahead

【Battle Through the Heavens】【Weapon Refining】【Mecha】【Technology】 The neighbors hoard food, I hoard weapons—my neighbors are my granary! Alchemy can’t save (or break through) Battle Through the Heavens, right? Xiao Yanzi. In this world where alchemists reign supreme, Jiang Lin quietly rises through weapon refining, becoming king and ancestor. Xiao Yan: “My Mystic Pill can develop sentience, can yours?” Jiang Lin: “Hmm… (takes out a Heaven-rank artifact) …Well, now it’s mine.” [Spatial Dao Artifact · Damocles Sword Strike System is online] Xiao Yan: “Wait, wait, wait! Take it, it’s all yours!” ... This is a world where battle qi rules and alchemy is king. Yet, a poor guy who once majored in materials science stirs up a storm of weapon refining in this land. Jiang Lin: “With transcendent materials already here, resisting nukes bare-chested? If you’re a real man, try withstanding my nuclear bomb artifact. Huh… you only groaned once? You’re a real man!” ... Xiao Yan, the representative of alchemists: as long as cultivation speed is high, one’s realm can crush opponents. Jiang Lin, the representative of weapon refiners: as long as the gear is good, invincible at the same level, slaying enemies across realms! Alternate titles of this book: Alchemy Can’t Break Through Battle Through the Heavens! · Xiao Yan: I bully the weak, he’s invincible at the same level! · Xian Xiao Yi: Studying medicine can’t save Battle Through the Heavens! Also known as: Alchemy Can’t Dominate Battle Through the Heavens! Xiao Yan: I bully the weak, he’s invincible at his level! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Franklin1

Still, the last idea Dumbledore come up with took the cake, asking him to continue sitting in the same room with Snape while he was attacked mentally, again and again, baring his deepest secrets to him. Dumbledore must have been an idiot if he thought that he would ever agree to something like that once again, after that monster disguised as a teacher did his best to humiliate him. He acknowledged that giving Voldemort access to his mind wasn't exactly reasonable, but he would die before relying on Snape to fix anything, lest of his brain. He still remembered how Snape ruined Sirius' life just to satisfy his schoolyard grudge despite Dumbledore's orders to contrary at the end of the third year. Who would've guaranteed that he wouldn't do the same to ruin his in an attempt to get even with his father? With that in mind, he entered the library and sneaked his way into the restricted section. "Secrets of the mind," he murmured as he carefully pulled a book after a brief search. "I hope that is the one I'm looking for." Note: Porn with Plot Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/DarkLoreWriter

Jaehaerys raised his chin, undaunted. This man couldn't harm him, he reminded himself, that's why he brought Prince Viserys to the capital in the first place. "I am the Crown Prince of the Seven Kingdoms. A dragon. You are nothing more than a fool who befriended one," Jaehaerys replied, having prepared that line in advance. It had the desired effect. The Small Council members turned to look at Connington. The man trembled with rage, balling his fists. Strangely, he reminded Jae of Viserys. "And if I don't?" he asked. "If you don't, Lord Baratheon will take this tale back home. Ser Jaime will wonder out loud every chance he gets why our Lord Regent was so unwilling to protect the Crown Prince though he'd been aware of his mistreatment the entire time. Soon enough, the entire realm will know." Jaehaerys tilted his head. "And I wonder how my family in the North will feel about that." "Not to mention the common people, when they hear an up-jumped minor Lord, my bannerman no less, dared to harm a Prince of the Blood. They remember the only reason you're in power is because you took advantage of the chaos at the end of the Rebellion," Lord Stannis seconded Jaehaerys, the large man and the little boy glaring at the Lord Regent in unison. His face grew so red, it matched his hair. Jaehaerys feared his head might explode. In the end, Lord vary broke the silence when he said, "Perhaps the Prince's suggestion is sound. Prince Viserys should be sent to Dragonstone. Out of sight and out of mind, as they say." Finally, Connington gave a nod. So slight, one could doubt he agreed at all. "But Daenerys stays," Jaehaerys pushed on. "I won't have her at Dragonstone where Viserys can torment her." "Fine!" Connington said, "Now, begone." "You don't order the Crown Prince around, fool!" Stannis protested. "That's quite alright, Lord Baratheon," he said, looking up at him with a small smile. "I was leaving anyway." Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/DarkLoreWriter

In the world of talents and superpowers, people awaken a talent varying by ranks around the age of fifteen. Some get their powers early during happy moments, while others unlock them during life-threatening situations. A few unlucky people never awaken any talent at all and become complete outsiders. Solomon awakened exactly on his fifteenth birthday. He received an incredibly rare SSS-rank talent and became famous all over the world. However, three years passed with him trying to figure out his power, but no one could help him understand how to use it. The public quickly turned on him and gave him the nickname 'Strongest Loser'. No guild, corporation, or organization wanted to recruit him despite being an SSS-rank talent holder. One day, when he was on his way home after getting rejected by the last guild in the city, a beggar came to him asking for money. He randomly helped the old beggar, who gave him a dirty paper in return. It was an invitation to the Live Streaming Academy, where only the chosen ones with an invitation could ever enroll. He thought that joining the academy might help him finally be able to use his talent. With no other choice left, Solomon decided to go there and test his luck. That single choice turned Solomon into a legend. He became the most feared for generations to come, and even when centuries passed, no one dared to say his name out loud, and he was only referred to as 'the one who shall not be named'. *** For Every 300 Power Stones = 1 Extra chapter. For every 250 Golden Tickets = 1 Extra chapter. **** Discord Server- https://discord.gg/qdyayS8ewQ

《MY DAZZLING NEW LIFE WITH MY NEW HUSBAND》 《 Daily chapters everyday 》 Xue Guiying dies by his own hand. Born an illegitimate Omega into a family that treated him as a burden and a bargaining chip, he spent his first life enduring every cruelty they had to offer. When they finally found a use for him, it was the worst possible one: an arranged marriage to a man who broke him completely over five years. Abused, assaulted, and stripped of all dignity, Guiying chose the only exit he believed was left to him. Then he wakes up five years earlier, whole in body if not in spirit, with the full weight of everything he remembers. Before his family can lock him into the same fate, Guiying walks into a civil affairs bureau and marries the first willing stranger he finds. That stranger turns out to be Liu Liuxian, scion of the most powerful family in China and a top-class Alpha who is, apparently, just as eager to escape an arranged marriage of his own. What follows is a marriage neither of them planned, and both of them slowly begin to want. Behind Liuxian's cold exterior is a man of quiet, unexpected gentleness. For Guiying, learning to receive warmth without flinching is its own kind of battle. He did not come back to fall in love. He came back to win. Yet somehow, both things begin to happen at once. Because while Guiying is falling, he is also methodically dismantling everyone who destroyed his first life. And his former husband, unwilling to accept Guiying's new life, is making that task considerably more dangerous. In the end, every person who wronged Xue Guiying meets the ruin they deserve, and he finds himself standing in a life that is finally, entirely his own, with a man beside him who chose him back. This time, he does not have to die to be free.