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Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.

(TW: BDSM Adult Content) Behind the doors of Victor’s luxurious apartment lies more than polished marble and designer walls— there is another world. A world where trust and fear walk side by side. Where power and vulnerability blur in a matter of seconds. Tara stepped inside for one reason only: money. But the longer she stays, the more she realizes the price is no longer physical. What’s truly at stake is her sense of self. Victor—the cold, composed, dangerously captivating man—doesn’t simply test limits. He has built something far more deliberate. A Nest. A hidden structure built on hierarchy, discipline, and choice. Every role is earned. Every boundary negotiated. Every step deeper taken willingly. Some remain visitors. Some adapt. A rare few... evolve. Ascend to the highest status: Property. As Tara sinks deeper into Victor’s world, she begins to understand something terrifying— The darkness doesn’t feel like captivity. It feels honest. It feels intimate. It feels like... home. When a piece of her past resurfaces—offering escape, softness, something dangerously close to normal—Victor does not interfere. He simply watches. Because in the Nest, loyalty means nothing if it is not chosen. And Tara must decide— Return to a life that once felt safe, or embrace the version of herself that no longer wants to be saved.

God is dead. The Server is corrupt. And the only way to survive is to hack the code of reality. Yuvraj was a man of logic in a world of chaos. A crippled bedridden for ten years, he watched the world through a screen, believing in nothing but the cold hard math of the universe. Until the night Mumbai glitched. The sky turned static. The streets folded like wet paper. And things from the dark Pretas, Rakshasas, and glitches in the fabric of existence began to bleed into our world. Facing death, Yuvraj didn’t pray. He calculated. And the Universe answered. [SYSTEM INITIALIZED: BHAIRAV ENTROPY PROTOCOL] He discovers a terrifying truth: Ancient Mantras are not prayers. They are acoustic codes. Gods are not saviors. They are Administrators. And Karma isn’t about good deeds it’s a currency of destruction. Now, healed by the System but broken in spirit, Yuvraj must walk a path that blends high-level Physics with forbidden Tantra. While others panic and pray, Yuvraj analyzes the frequency of a demon’s scream to tear it apart atom by atom. While heroes try to save everyone, Yuvraj sacrifices the weak to calculate the winning variable. He is not a Savior. He is an Anomaly. And in a world dissolving into Entropy, the only way to become a God… is to become the glitch that crashes the system. "I don’t need faith. I need data."

Between alchemy and truth, there exists a gate. Every alchemist who has touched this gate has become great. By chance, I, too, touched this gate—and became a Truth Alchemist. But the price for this… PS: Access the complete chapters at https://www.patreon.com/c/NanamiTL

In a world where the color of a wolf’s coat dictates destiny, Ember Reed is a pariah. Branded a Harbinger of Death by the superstitious Vicious Fangs pack, she carries the weight of every tragedy she did not cause. For Ember, the Awakening ceremony is her only hope for redemption. It is a single chance to prove a high-class wolf lives within her and finally silence those who treat her as a curse. But when the moment arrives, Ember's world shatters. There is no fur, no claws, and no wolf. In a world of predators, she appears powerless. The humiliation deepens that same night when a mate bond snaps into place, tethering her to Axel Varg, the heir to the Alpha. Forced to choose between a cursed mate and his birthright, Axel chooses power. He rejects her in front of the entire pack, leaving a broken Ember to face immediate execution. ​Narrowly escaping death, Ember is rescued by an unlikely savior: Blaine Hawthorne, Alpha of the Moon Howlers. As she enters a new world, the stakes turn lethal. The ache of Axel’s rejection is still raw when a second bond anchors her to Blaine, followed by a third with the arrival of the terrifying Hybrid King, Caine Maximilian. The truth is far more dangerous than the pack's lies. Ember is not wolfless. She is an Ugnis, the legendary Red Wolf of myth. Her power is so vast it cannot be held by one man alone. It requires four separate mate bonds to act as anchors. Without them, her wolf is a prisoner. With them, she is an unstoppable force of nature. ​ ​The girl they cast out has become the ultimate prize. To unlock her true form, Ember must navigate a web of deadly schemes and track down a mysterious fourth mate who holds the final key to her soul. She must also decide if the man who threw her away is worth reclaiming. ​The Great Hunt has begun. The supernatural world sees her as a trophy to be claimed or a resource to be drained. They are about to learn that an Ugnis does not just wake. She consumes. --- Join my Discord server to share your thoughts, theories, or any ideas you have for the story. I’d love to hear from you as we build this world together! ​Connect with me here: https://discord.gg/fwCd7n4YB

"To the world, Rilda Laurent and Vincent Everard are the perfect power couple—a woman of unrivaled influence and a brilliant strategist. Their smiles are flawless, their grace is legendary, and their love story is the envy of all. But behind the gilded doors, every touch is calculated, and every whisper is a weapon. In this deadly game of charades, Rilda and Vincent are both master actors, each driven by a secret agenda that the other must never discover. He is a predator disguised as a gentleman with a mission hidden in the shadows; she is a survivor playing a high-stakes game where one wrong move could be her last. The rule was simple: The first one to let their mask slip loses everything. As they dive deeper into their roles, the line between the performance and the truth begins to blur. When a scripted kiss starts to feel like salvation, and a fake embrace becomes their only sanctuary, they face the ultimate question: Where will this performance end? In a world built on lies, can two people who have forgotten their true faces find a love that is finally real? Or will they destroy each other to achieve their hidden goals before the masks even come off?"

There are heroes who chase glory. There are villains who crave power. And then there is the man who simply wants to be left alone. On the frontier roads, rumors spread of an adventurer who appears when things fall apart. He ends battles without spectacle, refuses promotions, ignores politics, and leaves before anyone can thank him. He doesn’t fight for justice. He doesn’t fight for fame. He fights because noise is inconvenient. The Guild wants him under control. Nobles want him as a weapon. Demons want him gone. He only wants peace and quiet. Unfortunately for the world, those who disturb that quiet rarely get a second chance. And if he is ever forced to use everything he has— Silence won’t be the only thing left behind.

This world has long been dead, yet its corpse is still fought over by the greedy. Since the "Opening of the Underworld Gates" incident a century ago, the grandeur of the Amateru Kingdom has been nothing more than a golden curtain masking the suffering of millions in the barren lands. To the nobility, the commoners of Harasawa are nothing but worthless statistics—rats left to rot in the wake of toxic gas pollution. Kazuki Tenma never craved a throne or global justice. His dream was simple: to ensure his grandfather could breathe for just one more day. But in a world where the law favors only the pure-blooded, Kazuki is forced to watch as everything is ripped away from him by absolute injustice. An ancient book left behind by his grandfather is all that remains of his legacy. It is no mere stack of worn paper; it is a vessel for a forbidden power beginning to pulse within his veins—Moon Magic and the Nogura energy, both hungry for retribution. "If this world gives me no room to live as a human, then I will become the monster that destroys it." From the depths of humiliation at Solis Academy to the bloody intrigues of the Kurohana Mafia elites, Kazuki must choose: Will he become the light of hope for the oppressed, or the Demon King who ushers in the second apocalypse? “Revenge is only the beginning. Destruction is the end goal.”

[God of Strife Authority unlocked] “I inherited a dead god’s [System]…” Ten gods rule the world as a Pantheon. Each governs an Authority — Order, Dominion, Judgment, Mercy — forces meant to guide humanity’s growth. For Authority to endure, order must be preserved. For order to endure, Celestial Law must never be broken. One god broke it. They executed him. Now his Authority has summoned Rivion as successor. To claim the vacant throne, he must stand before the remaining nine and endure their judgment. With each confrontation, more of Strife’s power answers to him. Failure means death. [Ready to begin?

WARNING: EXPLICIT SMUT, GORY VIOLENCE, PSYCHOLOGICAL DARKNESS, AND MORALLY GREY CHARACTERS. He died in a woman’s arms. Poisoned by the only person he chose not to doubt. Alexander Sterling learned his final lesson too late— Trust is a luxury. Intimacy is a weapon. He wakes inside a fantasy academy game he barely played. Not as the chosen hero. Not as the hidden royal heir. But as Damon Valecrest — the Duke’s son… and the villain destined to be crushed beneath the protagonist’s rise. The problem? He never finished the game. He doesn’t know the plot. He doesn’t know who betrays whom. He doesn’t know the limits of his own Resonance. And in this empire, power isn’t just forged in battle— It’s traded in bedrooms. Whispered behind masks. Sealed through bodies and blood. A fallen heir prepares to reclaim the throne. A weeping executioner paints ballrooms red. Noble houses scheme beneath silk and candlelight. Breaches tear reality open without warning. The righteous fight for justice. The clever fight for survival. But Damon Valecrest? He fights to control the board. This world expected a villain to fall. Instead— It inherited a man who has already died once for trusting the wrong person.

The world does not run on laws. It runs on agreement. When a man is executed for claiming his daughter was erased from existence, Kael realizes something terrifying — he remembers her. In a city where history rewrites itself and the Continuum Authority “corrects” unstable truths, Kael discovers that reality is layered, fragile, and manipulated. Power in this world is not strength. It is recognition. Those who gain Titles can bend existence — but at the cost of losing pieces of themselves. As hidden factions wage war over the future of reality, Kael uncovers a truth far worse than tyranny: Peace may mean the end of existence itself. And someone is ensuring the conflict never stops. In a world where truth can be edited and memory is a weapon, how do you fight something that decides what is real?

Once a mortal from Earth, Liora was reborn on the banks of the River of Oblivion — as a Devil. Just when she was worried about her future, a System awakened within her, granting her the power to grow stronger by devouring souls. From that moment onward, the rise of the Devil Empress began. Countless years later, her name echoed through the universe, accompanied by many titles. Devil Empress. Mother of Despair. Daughter of Calamity. Queen of Ruin. The Endbringer. The Primordial Sin. TAGS: Overpowered, Yuri, R18, Slight Romance, System, Dark, Villain, Devil, Action, Adventure, Reincarnation, World Hopping

There are nine Absolute Beings. They are not Gods. They are not Gods of Concepts. The Gods of Concepts were merely their Avatars. They are the Concept themselves. They are Space, Time, Matter/Energy, Life, Death, Order, Chaos, Infinity and Creation. But before that, there was absolutely nothing. No light, no darkness, just nothing. He is the true void. He is Nonexistence.

"Level up? Dragons?" Eighteen. The age of Awakening. An important moment where every human in the desolate maga-cities unlocks their Talent, a unique ability to carve a path in this monster-plagued apocalyptic world. Alister Hazenworth, a graduating student, and a rising star at the prestigious Aegis Academy, was destined for greatness. His exceptional athleticism and magical aptitude promise a powerful Talent – a guarantee for a secure life and social status. But fate had different plans. During Alister's Awakening ceremony, it's revealed that he's a Summoner. Instead of admiration, he faces mockery. His once bright future turns bleak as his "friends" desert him for Talents they see as more "useful." left alone, Alister awakens a system. [Host found, system binding...] [System binded successfully.] [Congrats, you have gain the status of 'player'.] [Ding!! Congrats to the player for awakening The Dragonforge - an overlord system.] [Ding!! it has been detected that the player possesses a latent draconic aspect, and as such will only be able to summon dragons!!] [Will the player like to proceed with their first summoning?] Cast aside and underestimated, Alister becomes a force to be reckoned with. He embarks on a journey, building his own dragon army – a crew of majestic wyverns, fearsome drakes, and ancient wyrms. He raids the wastelands, reclaims lost resources, and dismantles the prejudice against summoners. Every day, his power grows, his bond with his dragons deepens, and his legend spreads like wildfire. Discord server: https://discord.gg/zbQwWCSCrn [A/N: This is a slow paced novel, don't expect the protagonist to suddenly start out overpowered and start dominating left and right, he will become an overlord of dragons, yes, but it will take time. (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)] Cover made by me /⁠ᐠ⁠｡⁠ꞈ⁠｡⁠ᐟ⁠\

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.

# ONE SHOT The story is about a girl named Nori who was helping her grandparents clean their house. While cleaning she found an old looking book. At the night she decided to read the book. It turns out that the book was a diary of a girl from Victorian era. She was writing small letters to some-one called Morphy.

This is a story about a man who lived a pretty normal life, had a strange accident, and got a 'Milf System' which gives him superpowers and also the life around his loved ones. So will he be able to live with the women he loves, or will he dissolve with the change of events?

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

I was just taking a quiet late-night walk when I found… a child sleeping inside a dumpster. One thing led to another, and suddenly I became the accidental father of a kid no older than ten. The next morning, I woke up from a vivid dream. A mysterious Victorian woman whispering about "calamity, dungeons, portals, another world… yeah, good luck bro." She said all of that in the most casually elegant Victorian tone imaginable. But the real nightmare started when a floating screen appeared in front of me, spouting nonsense about quests and objectives. The day I picked up a child in a dumpster was the day my ordinary life ended. And that was when our story truly began. and most of all. this novel takes at year 2029.