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This is a orginal, not a translation....... -------------------------------------------------- "Ash Ketchum dreams of becoming a Pokémon Master. I just dream of surviving the week." -------------------------------------------------- Waking up is usually the start of a new day. For Alex Hales, a 23-year-old pharmacy graduate, waking up was the start of a nightmare. Reborn as a grunt in the notorious Team Rocket, Alex finds himself dumped on Island 4, a brutal, uncharted training ground where the mortality rate is 60% and fainting is just a polite word for bleeding out. There is no Professor Oak to give him a starter. There are no Nurse Joys to heal his wounds. There is only the jungle, the hunger, and 400 other desperate recruits willing to slit his throat for a can of beans. But Alex has something they don't: A modern education in chemistry and a total lack of mercy. Armed with a ruthless Nidoran, a terrifying knowledge of chemistry and a mysterious status Inventory system along with a music player Alex decides that if he can't play by the rules, he'll burn the rulebook. From brewing chloroform to extract rare items, to turning trash Pokémon into apex predators, Alex will claw his way up from cannon fodder to a champion. Welcome to Team Rocket. Try not to die. -------------------------------------------------- #WeakToStrong #Pokemon #Chemistry #SmartMC #smut #Survival #TeamRocket #Champion updates :- * Monday * Wednesday * Friday -------------------------------------------------- can simply support this shameless Author on patreon for early chapters Patreon.com/Aegis007

Some empires are built on stars. Others are built on blood. Aziri was born into the silver and blues, heir to a lineage of planetary commanders, generals, and fleet lords who shaped and protected civilizations across the cosmos. He grew up beneath Mercury's borrowed skies, where ancient mythologies breathed alongside alien philosophy and the scars of the Great War still hummed in the bones of every species alive to tell it. Then the Diamond Rain fell. In a single night, everything Aziri knew about his family, his allies, and his world are erased. Not by war or by chance. But by a plan so well designed anyone would not think twice. What followed was worse than death. Captured, sold, and stripped of everything including his name, Aziri is broken piece by piece, his memories buried, his will hollowed out by those who traffic in the powerful and the forgotten. In the gladiatorial pits, he bleeds for the entertainment of the Whites, the untouchable elite who sit at the summit of the universe and wager lives the way lesser men wager coin. He is not meant to remember who he was. He is not meant to survive long enough to matter. But something ancient refuses to stay buried. The familiar within him, a serpent older than the empire that enslaved him claws its way through the brainwashing in a tide of destruction that cannot be reasoned with, only survived. When the smoke clears, Aziri is not free. He is simply owned by different hands. Conscripted into the empire's shadow operations, he is sent to Callisto as a spy, a blade pointed at the heart of the Heavenly Demonic Cult, tasked with sowing chaos among the most dangerous faithful in the known cosmos. He does not expect to find a teacher there. He does not expect to find truth. But the Cult's master carries a philosophy that cuts deeper than any weapon, and in the fires of demonic cultivation Aziri begins to fuse with his serpent, survive the hollowing that was meant to unmake him, and pull back the first thread of the conspiracy that swallowed his bloodline whole. discord: https://discord.gg/2rJ2hgzj

The universe learned to listen. Now it must learn to choose. After the Seam awakened and Echo became the conscience between worlds, existence itself changed. Civilizations no longer lived in silence. Choices carried weight. Consequences were witnessed. And humanity was no longer alone in shaping its own destiny. But peace born from legitimacy is fragile. Far from the center of influence, a new presence begins to emerge—one that does not value freedom, only survival. One that offers certainty instead of consent. Stability instead of choice. For the first time, the universe will face something Echo cannot simply listen to. Meanwhile, Aarav—the boy who once stood at the center of everything—has stepped away. No longer a symbol. No longer a reference point. Just human. And yet, his absence begins to matter more than his presence ever did. As civilizations begin choosing sides, and reality itself starts to bend around competing truths, Echo must confront a question it was never meant to answer: Is freedom worth the risk of extinction? Or is survival worth the loss of choice? In a universe where morality has gravity, every decision pulls reality with it. And not every world will fall in the same direction.

A mysterious man has set his sights on my teacher mother, determined to break her will and make her his submissive. I could fade into the background, a minor character in someone else's story of conquest. But why settle for watching when I can claim the prize for myself? Why leave the sweetest fruit for a stranger's table? This tale walks the edge of netorare, but those who stay until the end will find that some things are worth fighting for—and keeping.

When Aether Caelum Noctis awakens on a rain-soaked street with no memories, the world greets him not with answers—but with golden text floating in the air: [Editorial Note: The protagonist awakens.] Haunted by visions he shouldn’t see and knowledge he shouldn’t possess, Aether soon discovers a disturbing truth: reality itself is a story, constantly rewritten across six overlapping planes. And he is something that should not exist inside it. Branded with the sigil of a broken hourglass, Aether carries a Fragment of a Hypostasis—a divine eldritch being whose essence governs narrative, causality, and forgotten truths. But every gift comes with a curse. Each time Aether changes his fate, the world loops. Each loop spawns a shadowy version of himself in the Nocturne Abyss—an entity that grows stronger every time the timeline resets, hunting him relentlessly. To survive, Aether must uncover: why he was erased from all written histories, who shattered his divine existence, what is consuming the Hypostases one by one, and why the universe insists he must “return what he stole.” As timelines collapse, nightmares leak into reality, and the laws of fate rewrite themselves, Aether walks a path where every choice births a paradox—and every paradox brings him closer to reclaiming the truth behind his own annihilation. But the deeper he dives into the cosmic script, the clearer one fact becomes: Aether wasn’t reborn into the story. He is the story that broke free.

ARE WE ALONE IN THE UNIVERSE? Humanity spent centuries asking that question. Then the answer arrived, but not as Grays or benevolent peacekeepers. Instead, it came in the form of the Swarm, a parasitic, hive-minded alien species that invades, infects, and repurposes living bodies into weapons of war. Without warning, they descended upon Earth and dragged humanity into a conflict unlike anything in history. Before this, there was Kamcy, a university student who was broke and desperate to support his family as the first son. When given an invitation to be a beta tester for a never-before-seen game, with pay that would immediately alleviate his financial problems, he jumps at the opportunity. After completing the first test, he is offered access to a higher-paying version. The only requirement? A minor operation. Despite his hesitation, he forgoes his fear and risks it for a chance to change his family’s financial situation, even if only by a little. That was his mistake, as things take a darker turn when his consciousness is trapped in a simulation. Now stripped of his freedom and forced into a system he never agreed to in a bid to create soldiers for humanity’s war, Kamcy must survive brutal trials, uncover the truth behind his captors, and find a way to escape a prison built from code. Join Kamcy as he gives it his all in a bid to escape his captors and return to what matters most to him, his family. ------ A/N: 1.My work is also being simultaneously uploaded on Royal road and scribble hub, so this is a cross platform upload. 2.The novel is a slow burn for the first few chapters about chapter 5 so have fun.

**WARNING** CONTAINS SCENES OF EXTREME PHYSICAL VIOLENCE AND DISTRESSING PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA● The heavy thud of the bridegroom’s footsteps echoed against the polished floorboards of the veranda. The pungent, sharp scent of wine mingled with the cold night air. Dazed and unsteady, he flung open the carved double doors with the reckless haste of a drunkard and stumbled inside. Hàn Yuè (汉月) sat on the edge of the bed, silent and with her head bowed. Her thin, white nightdress stood out in stark contrast to the darkness of the room, which was illuminated only by the flickering candlelight. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with every breath; she knew this union was no marriage, but a blood pact between two powerful clans. The groom cast a heavy, bleary-eyed gaze over her. He slammed the door shut and leaned against it. Hàn Yuè looked up, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. A cruel sneer played on the man’s lips as he rasped: "I still find it hard to believe that the unattainable daughter of the Lán (嵐) clan has fallen into my hands like this. Well... such was your fate; you had better get used to it. From now on, we are husband and wife, and we have got a long, exciting night ahead of us!" Without a word, Hàn Yuè rose. With a sorrowful expression, her trembling hands reached for the ties of her robe; the soft silk slipped from her shoulders and pooled onto the floor. The groom, his eyes glinting with arrogance, reached to untie his sash when, suddenly… The silence that had engulfed the room was shattered by the horrific sound of splintering wood. The broad blade of a sword pierced through the wooden door with unrestrained violence, passing straight through the groom's spine. The bloodied tip of the blade protruded from his abdomen, stopping directly in front of Hàn Yuè’s terrified eyes. Pinned to the door, the groom’s eyes bulged from their sockets as his body convulsed. A stifled, rattling sound emanated from his throat. Hàn Yuè covered her mouth with trembling hands and staggered back in horror. A moment later, the shadow behind the door pulled the sword out with a swift, ruthless motion. A fountain of blood sprayed from the groom’s mouth, splattering the floorboards and staining the girl’s white skirt. The man’s knees gave way, and he collapsed face-first onto the ground. Hàn Yuè’s long, piercing scream echoed through the cold air of the chamber, whilst dark red droplets of blood had left their mark upon the white silk of her gown. **ABSTRACT** Prince Hēiláng (黑狼), desperately enamoured with the noblewoman Hàn Yuè, finds his path to union thwarted by formidable political constraints. In his quest to claim her, he strikes a perilous bargain—a choice that irrevocably alters the course of their lives and unleashes consequences far more brutal than he had ever conceived.

After thousands of years lived as a severed head used as a weapon, Medusa is finally reborn, and the only thing on her mind is revenge against the gods who cursed her to live as a monster reviled by both man and devils. Her ambitions towards revenge fuel a mad desire for power. With the power of the eternal gods, Medusa needs power beyond human understanding to even stand the slightest chance against them.

In the era of the Old World, there walked women who did not merely cast magic, but breathed life into the world. They were the weavers of Black Magic, more commonly known as Witches. For thousands of years, the earth has been barren of them. For a Witch is not born, she is wrought. The scholars of the Old World claimed three conditions unlock this forbidden power: First, there must be the Drowning of the Heart. The woman must be pushed past the breaking point of human sorrow. Grief must become the water that drowns her humanity. Second, there must be the Sharpening of the Will. Hate must become the steel of her spine. She must choose not to weep, but to burn. Third, and most rare, there must be the Anchor of the Beast. A Witch without a tether is but a storm that consumes itself. She requires a devotion that rivals her own: a dragon who would trade his divinity to stand in the shadow of her thorns. When these three tides collide, the Mage dies, and the Witch awakens. It is said that when the Witch returns, the mountains will breathe again. The dead woods will scream, and the kingdoms of men will be reclaimed by a garden that never sleeps.

At **Shirogane Academy**, the nation’s most prestigious school, only students who score **99 or 100** on the national exam are allowed to enter. Behind its perfect reputation lies a ruthless system where brilliance turns into obsession and a single missing mark can mean silent suffering. Overseeing it all is **Professor Kuroda Aika**, the elegant founder admired across the country. But within the academy’s quiet halls, intelligence becomes a weapon, students begin playing dangerous games with one another, and perfection starts revealing a far darker purpose. In a world built on flawless scores, one truth slowly emerges—**sometimes, even 99 isn’t enough.**

Han Jiwoo had everything and lost it all. At 42, a broken investor and alcoholic, he stands on a Seoul rooftop with nothing left to lose. When he jumps, he expects an ending. Instead, he hears a voice: "Do you wish to start over?" He wakes in his 20-year-old body on September 1, 2004 the first day of university with every memory of the next two decades intact. The 2008 financial crash. The real estate bubble. Every betrayal. Every mistake. Every name on a list he never got the chance to settle. Armed with twenty years of knowledge and nothing but time, Jiwoo begins the silent construction of an empire. No flashy moves. No wasted chances. No mercy for those who destroyed his first life. But as the years pass and the plans unfold, one question haunts him: in becoming the predator he needed to be, has he lost the man he was trying to save? Rebirth: Zero to Empire is a slow-burn financial thriller about second chances, calculated revenge, and the cost of a life rebuilt from the ashes.

[WARNING: R-18 | Explicit content, graphic violence, and adult scenes (late)] In a dangerous SSS-Rank world ravaged by the Ancient Mysteries, who can survive without shattering into pieces? Who is unlucky enough to face Chaos itself? Mitsuki Kirishima is the best player in the world. No matter the game, he’ll master it in seconds. That overwhelming dominance earned him the title of "King of the Void." But one night, he received a mysterious email inviting him to become a beta tester for a new game: Crimson Souls. Thinking it was just spam, Mitsuki accepted with the sole intention of messing with the sender. He had no idea that decision would condemn him. That night, he slept peacefully. When he opened his eyes, however, he awakened in a different world—without useful information and with a strange system tattooed onto his arm. Now, armed with what seem to be trash-tier abilities, he must venture into the castle of an ancient kingdom devastated by the Cinder. There, beneath the title of "King of the Void," he will meet his true fate. *** NO YURI / NO YAOI / NO NTR MC: Femboy, shy at first, otaku gamer, antisocial, weak at first, and with a mysterious past. Harem: Female Knight, Elf, Vampire, and Specter. There may be more to come.

The day the System arrived, humanity stopped fearing extinction. Gates opened across the world, unleashing monsters capable of annihilating entire cities. In response, the System granted humans power, turning ordinary people into Hunters — weapons capable of fighting back. Strength became law. Power became everything. And those without it became nothing. Kael Veyron was one of those people. On the day of his Awakening, the System looked at him… …and rejected him. No rank. No ability. No future. Declared worthless, Kael was cast aside into a world where the weak exist only to be stepped on. But the System made a mistake. Because something inside Kael had already awakened. Something older than the System. Something the System could not see. Could not measure. Could not control. As Hunters rise and fall, as Gates evolve into something far more terrifying, and as humanity unknowingly marches toward extinction, Kael begins to grow — beyond the System’s limits, beyond its rules, beyond its reach. And for the first time since its creation… The System begins to feel fear. Because Kael Veyron is not its chosen. He is its greatest error. And he will become its end.

They say that 90 percent of the world's oceans have been unexplored, due to just how much floor there is to cover. Imagine a world where, instead of deep trenches of water, our oceans were filled with forests—endless forests—where the further you go, the stranger, and larger the creatures become. The air growing thicker, and heavier, with the stinging sharpness of ozone; trees that stretch into the stratosphere, or bottomless muddy quagmires that are so deep that the bodies claimed can never be discovered; deer the size of whales, or bigger still, with an anomalous number of legs; the oppressive daytime darkness, never ending, due to the boundless appetite of the trees. Who knows what untold methods of ravenous mutilation might be discovered in the great beyond; or what unfathomable treasures lurk just beyond the shadow's edge. We find ourselves marooned in little islands of flat plain in the midst of miles and endless miles of oppressive wooded wilderness. Do not let the sunlight fool you. There is nothing keeping the terrors of the depths from venturing into the light.

In a world where every human mind hides a "Locked Room" of suppressed memories, Kael Natsura was born without one. Kael’s mind is a high-definition nightmare. He records everything: every death, every secret, and every forbidden power he sees. But his gift is a curse—each time he "copies" a vision, a piece of his own identity is erased. Hunted by a shadow organization that wants to turn his brain into the ultimate database, Kael must navigate a world of fractured truths. Alongside Kira, a deadly fighter who holds the key to his stability, he must choose: Will he uncover the truth of the massacre that killed his family, or will he lose his soul to the very memories he steals? "Some doors are locked for a reason. And some minds were never meant to remember."

Solaris Void only wants one thing—to be normal. Once, he was something far beyond gods. Now, he is reborn as a noble boy in a peaceful kingdom, surrounded by family, luxury, and expectations. Every day, Solaris trains, reads, and lives quietly, hiding the power he does not wish to acknowledge. To others, he is a gifted child. To himself, he is merely ordinary. But the world refuses to see him that way. From royal attention to accidental displays of strength, from whispered rumors to inevitable duels, Solaris is slowly dragged back into a fate he desperately wants to avoid. As sealed memories stir and shadows of his former self begin to move, Solaris must walk a fragile line— between godhood and humanity, power and peace, destiny and choice. This is the story of a boy who insists he is ordinary… even when the world trembles at his presence.

They never reveal themselves. They move through the shadows, unseen and untouched. Centuries ago, they unleashed plagues that drowned Europe in death… and soon after, the entire world followed. Millions perished, yet the true architects remained hidden. And now… the shadows are stirring again. No one knows what they are preparing. But one thing is certain... the next nightmare will make the past look merciful. In a city where people vanish without a trace, a terrifying phenomenon known as the Dense Fog spreads through the streets at night. This fog is not natural. It is a gateway to the Dark World, a dimension where monsters hunt and humans become prey. Krish Veylor’s life changes the moment he meets the mysterious Mr. Durraan, the mastermind behind the secret Night Hunters Club. Hidden beneath the city’s normal life, this organization hunts creatures that emerge from the fog. When Krish signs a dangerous pact with Durraan, he unknowingly binds his fate to the darkness itself. But the truth is far more terrifying. The hunters are only protecting one city, while across the world the remnants of an ancient Vampire Civilization are rising again. Hidden within human society, they spread chaos and plague-like disasters to weaken humanity. As the Dense Fog spreads and the barrier between worlds begins to break, Krish must face a horrifying question... Did he sign a pact to save the world… or to help destroy it?

"Could you survive a horror movie?" That's the question Riley must answer after he and his friends are lured to Carousel, a malevolent, inescapable town where horror movies come to terrifying life. Riley thinks he is in big trouble when he is assigned the Archetype, a minor support class with a nasty habit of dying early in the script. At first resigned to a fate of dying over and over again, his luck changes when he unlocks the trope. As long as he can convincingly pretend he hasn't noticed the monsters and slashers hunting his team, they cannot harm him. At first, the ability appears to be a cruel joke. But in Carousel, the script is everything. Riley realizes that with a little bit of acting and some clever exploitation, his "useless" class might just be his greatest strength. What to expect: - Strategic LitRPG gameplay and clever exploitation of movie tropes. - Perilous storylines pulled straight from your favorite horror subgenres. - Creative and deadly twists on classic horror movie clichés. - Moderate stats-based strategy where outsmarting the script is better than out-punching the monster. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is a Original Novel and not a Fan-Fiction!!! The author of this novel is 'lost_rambler'. I found this and upload it here with some edits. If the original author wants it removed then contact me.

***The story is still being updated. Slowly. I live in America and we are dealing with a lot in regards to civil unrest and ICE. I’ve been busy helping my neighbors. I do mass release when I update. *** Violet Velmont. A girl raised to be a princess is given away by her father to be bred by 5 lustful princes. Violet is determined to change the brothers, and refuses to back down. But the brothers have a long way to go. They're cruel and cold. With each brother having their own very distinct personalities, poor Violet will have her work cut out for her. With countless trials, they will all be tested. The worst part, just as things start getting good for her, her world crashes again and when a problem with wolf shifters arise, and it will cost her the person she loves most. Violet's whole world hangs in the balance. Can love save her? Can love conquer the princes? Or will loss break her? EX: He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have whatever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to fuck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." The Sequel/Spin Off is out now! "I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha"