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Transmigrated into the Harry Potter world, Vizette’s journey begins with the worst possible start: he awakens as an Obscurial. But with forbidden ancient magic and sheer willpower, he doesn’t suppress the Obscurus—he controls it, turning the deadliest force in the wizarding world into his own weapon. Rescued personally by Albus Dumbledore and placed under his wing, Vizette is given a new home… at none other than Luna Lovegood’s house. From there, he steps into Hogwarts and is sorted into Ravenclaw—the House of intellect, curiosity, and endless ambition. What follows is pure domination. ... Ravenclaw students: “He answers every question before we even finish reading it…” Professor Quirrell (Voldemort): “Such talent for curses… come to my office.” Snape: “Your potion work is… acceptable. Be here Sunday.” Dumbledore: “This research was mine and Grindelwald’s. Use it well.” Voldemort himself: “Leave Hogwarts and join me, boy.” ... Guided by a mysterious combat manual lost to time, Vizette masters spellcraft, ancient magic, and the darkest secrets of the wizarding world—while keeping the monster inside him perfectly leashed. As the Dark Lord rises once more, he finally notices the quiet Ravenclaw reading in the library. One flash of lightning later… the library falls silent. In a school of heroes, geniuses, and chosen ones, there is only one student no one can predict. ... (Luna Lovegood route | No system | Hogwarts Legacy elements | Slight world changes) ... [email protected]/Ren_Saga [Read FREE Chapters here]

In a world torn apart by war, a soldier faces the ultimate betrayal—by the woman he once loved. Amid fire, ash, and shattered lives, he struggles to survive and protect what remains of his family. Every step through the battlefield pushes him closer to the edge, as innocence dies around him and humanity’s cruelty becomes undeniable. Blood, loss, and heartbreak mark the path of the forgotten. This is a story of love, betrayal, and survival in a world where war takes everything—even the people you hold closest.

My life took yet another turn when my mind was broken into dust. I was mended by a veritable miracle that granted my Damon to get back. Number four was now the whole new version of him. Our life, as perfect as it seems, showed me cruelty when three of my cubs died. Pack had lost something. Destiny took us apart only to get together in the new way of life.

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Transported to a nobleman's body, Lex must now survive in a world he knows almost nothing about. Well... Maybe some readers can help him with that. 'Nicknamehere': THE ASSASSIN PATHWAY IS THE BEST ONE, TRUST MEE! - - - - - - I don't know why I'm posting this translation... REAL Author 神之鸽者 RAW 我在诡秘之主打破次元壁

When Earth turns into a game world overnight, every human receives a system—except Ethan Vale. Instead, he awakens an illegal, forbidden evolution system capable of rewriting reality itself. Now hunted by cosmic Administrators and worshipped by desperate humans, Ethan must evolve beyond the System… or be erased from existence. A fast-paced, evolution-based progression novel with deep lore, high stakes, and a unique hybrid of elemental combat and glitch-based abilities. This novel appeals to readers who enjoy: • Power progression / leveling • Game mechanics, systems, stats • Fast-paced action and dungeon arcs • Epic worldbuilding + cosmic mystery • Anti-hero or morally complex protagonists

"Is this death?" Food. Water. A blanket. A roof. For a crippled, homeless boy like Dante, that was all he ever wanted. But until his last breath, he couldn't live the happy life he dreamed of. When he finally accepted death, he opened his eyes only to find himself in a supernatural world. A world where logic doesn't make sense and where magic isn't fairytales. And his body? It's the body of a real demonic dragon. "What the hell is happening." Before he could understand what was happening, a spinning axe buried itself into his skull… yet he stayed conscious. Feeling that immense pain, Dante realized—he was being hunted. Hell had just begun. But whether it was his or his enemies'… no one could tell. ¢¢¢ For characters arts, join discord: https://discord.gg/4VbkEBRmNc Note: NoSmut, only the first chapter is written in first pov. Regarding romance: NoHarem, Single FL, NoNtr, NoYuri, NoYaoi.

Meng Qianqian was married into the Lu family at the age of 15 to bring good luck to the old lady. On the wedding night, urgent news came from the border that her husband was ordered to go to war, and unfortunately died at the hands of the Northern Liang army half a year later. Meng Qianqian became a widow. Five years later, the husband who died in the war came back, with a mute girl beside him. Lu Lingxiao said that Wan'er was the descendant of a loyal hero, and was different from a business woman like her who was full of money. She was a truly noble woman. Lu Lingxiao also said that Wan'er was an eagle in the sky, and a delicate flower like her was not as good as Wan'er. It was not until the mountains and rivers were broken and the city towers collapsed that she killed thousands of troops with a red tasseled spear. Lu Lingxiao realized that he had made a mistake. She was not a delicate flower in a deep house, she was the strongest west wind in Yumen Pass.

This is a world where the dead conquer the living, where the gods have forsaken humanity, condemning it to its own demise by turning the world into a kingdom-building progression game. Yun Kai, a prince blind from birth is constantly being bullied by his royal siblings and even fellow noble heirs. During a faithful encounter in the mountains, he accidentally shattered a glass ball that changed everything. The glass ball was a mystical artifact sealed by the First World King. This triggered a world-changing event: the entire Desolate Martial World transforms into a game-like system centered on warfare and kingdom building, forcing all the living beings into an era of endless conquest. Fortunately, he acquired rewards comprised of a God-Level Village Building Token, Unique Architectural Blueprint, and some additional techniques. Within those rewards is the mysterious Spiritual Ocean Sutra, a cultivation technique that strengthens the practitioner's soul consciousness, spiritual sense, and allows him to devour souls. Still, at a high cost, which is that he will lose a bit of humanity every time he does so, and by the end of the day, nobody could have guessed whether he will be the hero that saves the world, or the demon that destroys it. Relying on his improved instincts as he finally began to cultivate, he realizes a huge conspiracy is underfoot within the Desolate Martial World. In order to solve the mysteries around him, he must rely on his ability and the powerful but baffling Spiritual Ocean Sutra. Countless enemies obstruct him as he attempts to climb to the peak of the cultivation world by creating the most powerful Dynasty. Fate destined him to be nothing but a chess piece, but he would not bow to destiny, or to the will of the heavens. ////////// Genres: > LitRPG/GameLit + Cultivation > Grimdark/Dark Fantasy > Strategic/Political Fantasy

Lyon Kade lived his whole life as a joke — mocked by his clan, ignored by his family, and crushed under the weight of being the weakest heir of the prestigious Kade Bloodline. When envious rivals ambush him in the dead of night, Lyon dies alone in the rain… unwanted, forgotten, discarded. But fate wasn’t done with him. Beneath his dying body, a sealed ancestral power awakens: The Primordial Fang. A divine mark lost for a thousand years. A power meant only for the true heir. Reborn in celestial fire, Lyon rises with strength that terrifies even the wolves who once mocked him. His senses sharpen. His body evolves. His destiny ignites. Now the boy they abandoned… becomes the heir they fear. But Lyon’s awakening shakes more than his clan — it stirs forgotten gods, ancient enemies, and powers who believed the Primordial Fang was lost forever. Armed with rage, purpose, and a power that grows with every battle, Lyon sets one vow: “I will never be weak again.” His path will turn him from outcast… to ruler…

Story taken place within the 'original' timeline where as Rudeus loses to Hitogami and develops time travel magic in hopes to once see his loved ones again. The experiment was partly a success, sending a young child back to the year K410. The boy's soul was connected to Saint Millis through time travel phenomenon, which he then gets a power up that uses life force. ------------------------------- Author's notes No pedophilia, NRT, and incest. Romance will start in the teens and 'actions' 18+

The Soldiers of Darkness are here.Curses have infiltrated many worlds.Can anybody stop the unstoppable forces ? What are the curses and who is their king ? Learn about the clashes and a mysterious world . Read the novel to get answers .

**NO NTR** **Content Warning +18** —————————————— Caught masturbating in glorious 4K, a horny teen is sentenced to the basement as punishment. Only to be murdered by a book that never asked permission. Death was supposed to be the end. Instead he awakens as Daniel Dikson. An eighteen years old, dirt-poor guy, and the only son of a broke farmer and Marnie, his stepmother. The kind of stepmother wet dreams are built from. Yet what truly terrified him was the Grimbook itself. It had crossed death with him, and now lay quietly at his side, patiently waiting for his touch once more. “Wait… this book wants me to draw a diagram, place the book in the middle, and chant a spell to complete the ritual?” “Veiliquandè mikora jim bos ariqueisà…” One forbidden ritual later, a demon found its vessel, purring promises of limitless power. Every milf he claims, every moan he steals from their bodies will increase his power. From the weakest person in the medieval village to an unstoppable, ruthless apex predator, Daniel rises through blood, sweat, and bedroom sheets.

Follow, Arthur Manderly on his journey. The OC heir and Grandson of Lord Wyman Manderly. --------------------------------------------------------------- A young lord of the north on his rise towards power and tragedy. Our hero will play the game of thrones and win. His story will be filled with glory, love and loss. --------------------------------------------------------------- What to expect: A Overpowered MC with Flaws Multiple POV chapters Some Slice of Life Chapters No fix-it fiction Not SI or Reincarnated Proper worldbuilding background in the feudal aspects, military machinations, medieval politics, noble ambitions and society. Natural story progression. Slow paced True to the style of ASOIAF world in terms of Magic with added nuances. --------------------------------------------------------------- This is not a translation. Overall, an attempt at trying to create a story worth reading and enjoying. Thank you for reading my story. Show support if you can. P.S. I do not own anything except my own characters. This is not for commercial gain or any monetary benefits.

The sensation was fleeting yet sharp—a sudden and terrifying void where my past should have been. A beautiful face I once loved... now just grains of sand slipping through my fingers. All I had left was my name: Clark. This oblivion was nothing like sleep; it was drowning. I had just broken the surface, gasping for air. My head throbbed with a dull ache. I wore rusty armor, heavy and cold. I forced my eyes open to a small campsite—and the first thing I saw was him. A man. Something deep in my gut twisted with unease. He sat beside a faint fire, staring at the stars. A cold breeze rustled through the trees, but it couldn't mask the pungent smell hanging in the air: blood. Beside me lay a corpse—mutilated, unrecognizable. Friend or foe? I didn't know. The man glanced toward me. His voice was disturbingly calm: "Don't bother reaching for that sword. I didn't kill him. Found him like this with an empty bottle." Ignoring the dizziness, I pushed myself up, my hand still gripping the sword's hilt. My voice came out as a harsh rasp: "Who are you? What is this place?" He didn't even flinch: "Name's Jin. I woke up in a field of corpses. You were the only other thing still breathing. So I dragged you here." He paused, his cool demeanor cracking for a moment: "I was hoping you'd have answers. About me. About any of this." His words froze me: "What do you mean, 'about you'?" He looked down, weighed down by the words: "I don't know. I've lost... everything. All I have left is instinct. The need to survive. That's it." I hesitated, then slowly sat near the fire, keeping my distance: "I don't trust you. But... I'm in the same damned situation. I don't know who I am either." Enjoy reading it!

At the far distant unknown year... There was an employed young man with an average and ordinary life like anybody else, but when he blinked, then opened his eyes, he got suddenly greeted by a strange scene—He is in an unknown realm, instead of the 'Other side'—where, the afterlife, a place where souls are rest forever, which he believed. In midst of quietness, a figure—he can recognized—has entered the realm before him. His friend? transported him into the unknown world but there is one thing to certain—An alternative world, its time is set on Year 1856, and where comes many different regions at their own kind. However, the world isn't what he imagined and expecting—He awakened in the world filled with giant predators, lurking dangers, and unspoken mysteries. In order to survive in this such world he must use whatever methods even it is an unconventional approach. This is the story of the man gave another chance to live by his friend? in the mysterious, extraordinary, alternative world.

They say when you hit rock bottom, there’s nowhere left to fall. Yeah, that’s bullshit. I found a way to dig deeper. I didn’t exactly plan to die that night. I just stopped trying to stay alive. Twenty-eight years old, broke, drinking whatever didn’t taste like piss, working a job that barely qualified as “existing.” So when the alarms went off and everyone started running from the Eidolon attack, I just… didn’t. Figured if a monster was gonna eat someone, might as well save it the trouble of chasing. Except I didn’t die. Lucky me, right? Turns out the thing that got me wasn’t your average alleyway nightmare; it was an SS-Rank Eidolon, the kind people make horror movies about and then still underestimate. It was dying too, so instead of finishing me off, it did something no one thought possible. It crawled inside my head. Now I’ve got a voice in my skull that calls itself Dakavoth, sounds like a bored god and talks like he pays for rent in my head. Says we’re “connected,” whatever that means. I say he’s a parasite. We’ve agreed to disagree. So here I am, stuck between being human and something else entirely. Every day’s a balancing act: kill the monsters, pop the suppressants, pretend I’m not one of them. And try not to listen when the voice in my head tells me how much better I could be if I just let go. I’m not a hero. Hell, I’m barely a person. But when the darkness comes crawling out of the cracks again, and everyone else is too scared to move… I’ll be there. Not because it’s right. But because someone’s got to do it, and I already stopped caring if I make it out alive.

In this world humans think they are the pinnacle of everything that no one can stop them, but what happens when they are proven wrong.