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The Dark Heaven - Her Soul Was The Price

*This novel contains dark fantasy themes, mature romance, violence, psychological trauma, seduction, and morally complex situations. Reader discretion is advised.* My childhood was stolen by shadows, but I thought I’d finally found peace with my stepfamily—until the night monsters tore my world apart. As I lay dying on the cold asphalt, an Angel appeared with a cruel bargain: my soul for their lives. I didn't hesitate, signing the contract in my own blood. In that moment, the girl I was died, and the Secret Admiral was born—a superheroine gifted with terrifying supernatural power to hunt the darkness. But my power is a gilded cage. To keep my family safe and my abilities alive, I must remain a virgin. The contract is absolute: if I ever seek intimacy with a man, demon, or angel, my strength vanishes and my family dies. I am a masiha to the world but a ghost in my own life, forever forbidden from falling in love or building a future. I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders, yet I must remain eternally alone. The stakes have now turned deadly as I am hunted by Kill Wish, a fallen angel seeking the twenty-one fragments of the Body Shield to overthrow God. I realized too late that I am the ultimate prize; one of those divine shards is embedded deep within my own ribs. My soul is sold, my heart is a ticking time bomb, and I must now decide if I can master my own human hunger to defeat an army of darkness, or if the price of being the Secret Admiral will finally consume me.
Aish_Writer · 10.9k Views

I Reincarnated as a Third-Rate Villain in My Favorite Novel,

Lucien Vale was never meant to be important. In his previous life, he was a terminally ill otaku—weak, bedridden, and living only through the fantasy novels he loved. His death was cruelly ironic: not from cancer, but from a truck accident on his way home from the hospital. When he opens his eyes again, he finds himself reincarnated inside his favorite novel. But not as the hero. Not as the demon lord. Not even as a major antagonist. He awakens as Lucien Vale, a third-rate villain—a disposable noble whose only role was to provoke the protagonist… and die in rage as a stepping stone. This time, Lucien refuses that fate. Granted a mysterious Bonding System, he gains the ability to form deep bonds with others—replicating their talents, attributes, and potential once trust is earned. Through bonds, effort, and calculated future knowledge, Lucien begins to rewrite the story itself. At the prestigious Imperial Academy, Lucien trains among nobles, commoners, and other races—elves, dragons, vampires, and dwarves—while hiding terrifying truths: Hidden attributes like Void, Space, and Divine A cursed, evolving sword that speaks to him alone A dangerous path beyond SSS Rank As monsters rise, students vanish, and demons move in the shadows, Lucien discovers that power alone is not enough. Even SSS Rank is merely a ceiling imposed by the world. Chosen by the Goddess of Sight, Lucien is shown a forbidden route—the Path of Transcend, a brutal thirteen-step journey meant to surpass mortal limits, extend lifespan, and challenge even gods. But power has a price. The Void threatens his sanity. Bloodlines clash within his body. Gods argue over his existence. And the story he once knew begins to fracture beyond recognition. Now standing between heroes, villains, demons, and gods, Lucien must decide: Will he become humanity’s strongest protector… Or the calamity that devours everything? This is the story of a forgotten villain who refuses to be a footnote, and instead walks a path even the gods fear to follow. if you are weak hearted person, then don't read after second boss death . My novel is only comedy in starting.
aadarsh_harijan · 18.2k Views

The 80’s Coffee Queen: Reborn as a Young Widow

They buried her husband on a cold morning— and the village smiled like it was finally free of her. Rashi Leonita was only a young widow, yet people looked at her like she was a curse. An outsider. A woman who should stay quiet, stay small, and disappear. In her first life, Rashi had already learned what it meant to lose everything. She worked until her bones ached, trusted the wrong people, and died with nothing but regret. So when she opened her eyes again… and found herself back in 1984, wearing the black clothes of mourning, standing in a village that hated her— Rashi didn’t cry. She didn’t beg. She made a promise instead. This time, she would survive. This time, she would win. The only thing she has left is a broken old house, a tiny morning stall, and a coffee farm on the hill— a farm everyone suddenly wants to take from her. Her late husband’s family calls it “their property.” The village council calls her “a problem.” The market bullies call her “easy prey.” But Rashi knows something they don’t. Coffee isn’t just a crop. It’s power. She starts with nothing but her hands— roasting beans over a small fire, serving coffee at sunrise, and selling her signature crispy bala-bala that everyone secretly loves but refuses to admit. The village tries to shame her. They whisper that a widow has no right to dream. Yet every morning, her stall grows busier. And then he arrives. Greg Veralta. A cold, sharp-eyed café owner from the city, famous for turning failing businesses into gold. He comes to the village for one reason: to find a coffee bean rare enough to save his empire. But the moment he tastes Rashi’s coffee… he stops thinking like a businessman. He starts thinking like a man who has found something he refuses to lose. Greg offers her a deal. A contract. A way into the city. Rashi refuses at first. She has been owned before—by poverty, by grief, by other people’s cruelty. She won’t become anyone’s “project.” But as the village turns more vicious and the farm’s ownership papers begin to unravel, Rashi realizes the truth: Someone doesn’t just want her land. Someone wants her gone. And the deeper she digs into her husband’s death, the darker the secrets become— because it wasn’t an accident. It was a warning. Now Rashi must fight her way from a small village stall to the ruthless city market, turning every insult into fuel, every rumor into profit, and every cup of coffee into a step closer to her throne. But the greatest danger isn’t the enemies watching her fall… It’s Greg Veralta— the man who looks at her like she’s already his. Because if Rashi becomes the Coffee Queen of the 80’s, she won’t just gain an empire. She might lose her heart. And this time… she doesn’t know if she’ll survive that.
ChoiSylvesterJung · 555 Views