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I own nothing. Julia Wicker was about to be attacked by Reynard the Fox, a trickster God when time froze as the God who rules all chose her as the vessel for his power as she had knowledge and power to rule all as she took Reynard’s divine spark to make an example of him but also to all evil or Gods who abuse there power to harm the innocent in the multiverses. MC is Lesbian cause after that she’s done with men in romance and OP.

Manic man tries to grow past his trauma in a new, barbaric cultivation world.

In the Ridgid Victorian era, where love was merely a transaction for power and money, Anne dared to dream of something more. Sinking into despair, she nearly abandoned her fantasy- until Lucian arrived. He didn't just open her heart; he shattered her world, revealing a truth about himself that others deemed inhuman.

> "Power made them monsters. So what does that make me?" ----- They called it the Singularity. "Humanity’s greatest miracle." ...until it broke. Now, the strong have turned into monsters, cities are falling, and the ones who once protected the world are hunting it. In the middle of the collapse, one student survives. In an ironic twist of fate, it's not because of his extravagant and powerful abilities, but because he never had any abilities to begin with. Marked as the weakest in a world built on Core Status, Solace should’ve been the first to fall. Instead, he’s the last one standing in a silent academy where his schoolmates roars echo. Armed with a rusted blade, a failing Core interface, and memories he can’t afford to forget, Solace walks into the ruins of corruption as a final stand against his past and his fate.

In an era of fragile peace, Vicius Aurelian strived to reach the pinnacle of power, ensuring his strength would never fail him again. Along with his friends, he transferred into the top magical academy after a near-death encounter with a rift, now classified as a special asset to the Empire. But in attending the academy came with an emotional toll, one which proved to be far greater than he could handle. Will Vicius be broken by the dominating hand of fate? Or will he keep that which he holds dear safe? Discord: ashvale1

Betrayal is common. Exploitation is organized. Murder is routine and often meaningless. Kindness exists, but it is rare, conditional, and frequently punished. Power is not granted for virtue, but taken through endurance, compromise, and loss. Cultivation is not salvation. It is hierarchy. Beasts consume. Sects refine. Empires calculate. Kindness is a liability unless remembered, and morality does not protect the weak. There are many paths here—orthodox, forbidden, corrupted, ascetic. None are clean. Every path exacts a price, and those who cannot pay are removed quietly. Through Ash and Silence records survival in a system that rewards those who endure longer than others and forgets those who do not. This novel is written for mature readers. If you are looking for righteousness, comfort, or moral certainty, do not read further.

Voices that should not exist have begun to speak. A woman is reborn from an ancient painting, singing of a love sealed away for centuries. A man turns the resentment of a living sacrifice into destruction that consumes his own people. A god offers a final prayer to keep a demon bound— and never answers again. A soul awakens inside a machine, asking questions no machine should ask. Something from beyond this world arrives on Earth, not to interfere, but to observe. And I hear them. This is not a single story. It is a record. A series of encounters that appear unrelated, taking place within ordinary lives and familiar spaces. Each one alters my understanding of life, death, and the boundary between them. I record these events not to explain them, but because pretending they do not exist is no longer possible.

【WSA 2026 Entry】 ════════════════════ Birth of the Biomancer: Mio was the worst healer in Tokyo. F-grade, dead weight—her party kept her around out of pity until they did the math and left her bleeding in a ruined cathedral. Something ancient was waiting there. It offered her a Class that devours its hosts—a path of power that claimed the lives of the three Biomancers who came before her. Mio said yes anyway. She’d already felt the sting of a slow death; what was one more monster in her veins? Now pain is currency, death is fuel, and the hunger grows with every kill. The Bureau wants a weapon. Her sister wants her home for dinner. Mio agreed to both. In a world of Systems and Dungeons, power isn't a gift; it's a trade. And Mio is finally ready to pay the price. ════════════════════ What This Is: [1] This is a progression fantasy with system elements, but the system serves the story, not the other way around. Expect meaningful numbers, not stat spam. [2] Romance is not the focus. Mio has bigger problems. But expect a slow-burn later down the line! [3] The story gets dark, but it's earned. No grimdark for shock value. ════════════════════ Schedule: 1-2 chapters daily @ 10am-2pm CST | Chapter Length: 1,000-1,500 words ════════════════════ Powerstone Goals: 100 = +1 chapter 250= +2 chapters 500= +3 chapters 800 = +5 chapters ════════════════════ Author's Note: This is my debut contracted work, born from a love for progression fantasy where power isn't a gift; it's a trade. I’m committed to seeing this journey through to the end. As long as you guys keep reading and supporting, the chapters won't stop. Let’s see how high the price of power goes. ════════════════════ Support Me: Collections, comments, and reviews keep this alive! ════════════════════ #weak_to_strongest #female_lead #mass_awakening #dark_fantasy

If you’re enjoying what you’re reading Your support truly makes a difference. Don’t forget to: • Support the story with Power Stones • Vote if you like the work • Leave a comment with your thoughts (even a short one means a lot) All of this helps me continue and deliver better chapters For discussions, special updates, and early announcements: Join the Discord server: https://discord.gg/5HkPBebUg Your support and presence are greatly appreciated Story description: In a fragmented modern world, where every human being is born with only one superpower, cities are run through secret mission networks, power struggles, and contracts made with entities known as Shinigami — ancient guardians of death, energy, and determinism.

On her eighteenth birthday, Aria Hale finally feels her wolf stir… just in time to attend the mating ceremony where the Moon Goddess will reveal her destined mate.She has spent her whole life as the pack’s weakest link – her wolf sealed, her power mocked, her future uncertain. But one touch will change everything.When her eyes meet those of Liam Blackwood, the cruel, golden future Alpha of Nightfall Pack, the bond snaps into place. He is her fated mate. Her miracle. Her salvation.And he rejects her on the spot.Humiliated, heartbroken, and banished, Aria thinks her story ends there… until a black car stops on the edge of the territory and the man inside offers her a choice.Damien Blackwood. Liam’s older brother. Cold. Untouchable. A billionaire who left the pack years ago—and the only wolf Liam has ever feared.“Come with me,” Damien says. “I’ll give you a home, protection… and a chance to become strong enough that they will all kneel.”Under his roof, Aria’s “weak” wolf begins to awaken. Dark secrets unravel. And the truth emerges: she is not just any wolf. She is a hidden Omega Queen.When danger threatens the pack that rejected her, Liam comes crawling back, begging for a second chance.But Aria is no longer the powerless girl he threw away.She must choose: the mate who broke her, or the brother who rebuilt her—and the throne the Moon Goddess always meant for her to claim.

In a world where ruthless assassins and monstrous creatures battle for dominance, Arya Chhetri was born with nothing—no power, no talent, just the cursed mark of an assassin. Barely surviving in the deadly underworld, he was nothing more than a stepping stone for others. But fate had other plans. Trapped in an S-rank dungeon with betrayal closing in, Arya faces certain death—only to awaken in his own body, alive once more. Something inside him has changed. Something terrifying. Now, armed with nothing but his instincts and a relentless will to survive, Arya embarks on a path drenched in blood and shadows. The world sees him as weak, but they have no idea what he has become. The assassins who betrayed him will regret it. The monsters lurking in the dark will fear him. Because Arya Chhetri is done running. And this time, he’s the hunter.

Ren Zu From Another World Tranfer To another world of cultivation and after gaining his body back from itself. He Started To Go At Journey Of Insanity and Refining Ji Beast And Achieving Eternal Life.

Makun's life has been cursed since birth, or so he thought. When spiritual chains binding his soul begin to break, he discovers his failures weren't bad luck. Someone has been feeding off him for years. Now awakened to a world of mystics and predators, Makun must fight to survive, uncover who chained him, and claim the power that was stolen from him. But in a world where every deal costs a piece of your soul, how much of himself will be left when he finally ascends?

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+. No rape. No NTR. No Yuri] WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Entry Update Schedule Daily Updates: One chapter per day Power Stone Ranking Goals Top 100: Additional 1 chapter (release weekend) Top 50: Additional 2 chapters (release weekend) Top 25: Additional 3 chapters (release weekend) Top 10: Additional 4 chapters (release weekend) Top 1: Additional 5 chapters (release weekend) Please note that any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, real world events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional. The characters, places, and incidents portrayed in this work of fiction are products of the author's imagination. Discord: https://discord.gg/mXMRjzF I used AI-generated images for my characters. If any of them resemble known female characters from anime or fiction, please contact me privately on Discord and I'll replace said images. No copyright infringement is intended. Thank you!

One drunken night. One forgotten woman. One secret that changes everything. Alexander Reid is New York’s most powerful billionaire, cold, ruthless, and untouchable. Love is a weakness he refuses to acknowledge, and women are nothing more than distractions he discards by morning. Tessa Smith is running from a life she never chose. Forced into an arranged marriage by her family, she flees her home and stumbles into a nightclub, drowning her pain in alcohol and recklessness. One drinking game. One stranger. One night she can never remember clearly—or forget. They part without names. By morning, Alexander mistakes her for a paid companion. Humiliated and broken, Tessa leaves, vowing to bury the night forever. Weeks later, her body betrays her. Pregnant, broken, and alone, Tessa fights to survive in silence, until fate pushes her back into Alexander’s world.  A DNA test confirms the truth, binding them together through a child neither planned. Alexander offers protection, wealth, and control, but not love. Hidden away in his mansion, Tessa becomes his best-kept secret. She is provided for, yet emotionally starved. And despite everything, she begins to fall for the man who refuses to choose her. After the child is born, Alexander keeps his promise, he  lets her go. He marries another woman. She rebuilds her life without him. But regret is a cruel companion. When Alexander’s perfect world collapses, he realizes too late that the only woman who ever mattered is the one he discarded. By the time he searches for her, she has moved on… and this time, money can’t buy forgiveness. Love demands a second chance. But pride may destroy it forever.

Man must claw at God. Humanity has always been frugal and greedy in its efforts, reaching for what it does not deserve while pretending its hands are clean. It is filled with wretched beings like Nicholas, creatures who live, breathe, and cry out for mercy even as they willingly submit themselves to the very fate that devours them. Nicholas would despise himself more than anyone else, and even then, he would still dare to fight for his life. Such audacity, coming from someone so painfully small, is utterly unacceptable. And yet, despite how pitiful his struggles appear and how worthless that foolish man may be, his frantic grasping might still amount to something in the end. Nicholas, even something like him could crave sanctity. However dreams were not reality, what might a lamb do, if they wish to dream? More Tags: Cosmic Horror, Philosophical, Psychological.

She squinted her eyes, pure like the green waters of the forest river She looked around in a somewhat amused manner, it was all red that greeted her sight Bloody mangled pieces of flesh strewn across the grassy floor of the shady forest, it's crimson clashed with the vibrant green grass, like the breezy wind meeting with foul acrid scent of rot A chuckle escaped her red lips, curving in a beautiful arc that signify her current mood Another round of the Dungeon Game has begun How can one survive in an artificial world of deceit and chaos Where even an amicable granny that has just kindly given you an apple, grabs a knife to stab you when you least expect it Where lies are rampant and you don't know who to trust How can you make it through this Dungeon Game?

A shivering cold surged up from the floor beneath him. Finn awoke with an overwhelming sense of discomfort, his body trembling uncontrollably as the chill gnawed into him, refusing to fade no matter how hard he tried to steady himself. So cold… As the thought surfaced, he tried to remember where he was. That was when he noticed the child. Finn jolted—not because the boy had suddenly appeared, but because he seemed to stand there all along staring at him. The terror came from the realization that the child had been there all along. Standing close. Finn opened his mouth to speak. Before a sound could escape, a voice reached his ears low, heavy, impossibly deep. It carried a weight that pressed against his chest, vibrating through his bones. "Do you want to see a dance?" I'm just asking, it doesn't matter whether you want to or not. The sound did not belong to a child. It was profoundly wrong for such a small body to hold a voice like that, as if something far older were speaking through him rather than from him. "Then why are you asking?" Finn asked with a slightly frustrated tone. Yet something was missing...