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Get into the rhetoric & weird imaginations of a 5 year old, now a 22 year old where u find strange, confusing & delusional concepts which the individual explains with hidden meanings and a lesson for the introvert society. For the general ones, hope this one is a good read for you folks. For others, it might be a relatable ride to bump in. It main compose of two characters Cleyn and Koleon who gets met with the hardships of life itself with the dwelling effects of choosing the path of good and

In a sterile 2099 where emotions are "system errors," 80-year-old Arjun is the world’s last Scribe. He wields the Calamus, a pen that uses his own life force and memories as ink to manifest reality. As humanity fades into apathetic "Silence," Arjun must write 200 chapters of human history to save the world's soul—even though each word withers his body. Accompanied by Ira, a defective android feeling "ghost-emotions," Arjun races against death to finish the final story of mankind.

The train was supposed to reach its destination. Instead, it exploded. Han Seo-yeon wakes up on the same train. Same seat. Same passengers. Same morning. The explosion happens again. And again. And again. No one remembers the previous deaths. Only her. Every time she tries to stop the disaster, the ending changes — but the explosion never disappears. Then one day, someone else remembers. And that’s when things start getting worse. Because the more the timeline resets, the weaker their bodies become. The more they fight to save the train, the more it feels like something bigger is breaking. They thought they were trapped in a time loop. They were wrong. They thought stopping the blast would save everyone. They were wrong again. By the time they finally succeed, the world outside the train is already gone. And that’s only the beginning. If you think this is just a time-loop story, you’re wrong. If you think the apocalypse is the final arc, you’re wrong again. And if you ever feel like the story is about to end… Be careful. Because in this novel, just when you think it’s over— a new twist is already waiting for you.

Piers has died twice. Each death cost him something—fragments of memory, pieces of emotion, shards of his humanity. Now reborn as a three-year-old in a mysterious family deep within the Forbidden Forest, he's fighting a different kind of death: the void corruption consuming him from within. The NULL System tracks his decay. 49% and rising. Every use of his infinite mana pushes him closer to oblivion—but new experiences, genuine emotions, make his broken heart remember how to beat. Armed with milk bottles, necromantic powers, and a family that won't give up on him, Piers begins his strangest life yet. Learning to be human again, one absurd experiment at a time. HEY EVERYONE QUIKE UPDATE!!!!1 So... I deleted everything after Chapter 10. What's going on? I completely rewrote Chapters 1-10 and they're WAY better now—faster pacing, better character work, tighter writing. But that means the old chapters (12+) don't match anymore. The main plot is the same, just executed better. Can I still read the old version? Yeah! If you really want to continue with the old chapters, they're still up on: Royal Road - Scribble Hub BUT—I don't recommend it. Honestly? Just wait for the new chapters here. The old version is slower, the characterization is different, and it'll just confuse you. Trust me, the new stuff is worth waiting for. Soon! I'm rewriting everything to match the quality of the new Chapters 1-10. New chapters will drop regularly as I finish them. Thanks for sticking with me through this! The story's going to be so much better.

"Do you know where you are?" "Who cares which hell I fall into!" Dakota responded coldly. "Do you know what I do with my enemies?" "You kill them and drink their blood!" Dakota never imagined attending her sister's engagement party would turn her life upside down. The man she loved twice, the mate she gave everything to, the father of the twins she nearly died birthing, is marrying her sister. Raising their son. Living the life he promised her. With her memories flooding back in devastating waves, Dakota does the only thing she can: she runs. Straight into enemy territory. Into the hands of Alpha Kade, the rival her pack has feared for years. He should kill her. Use her as leverage. Start a war. Instead, he offers her refuge. But when her mate comes demanding her return, claiming the bond can't be broken, Dakota faces an impossible choice: The man who destroyed her twice, or the enemy who's offering her a chance to destroy him back. Some loves are forbidden. Some are fatal. And some enemies... become everything.

After being abandoned and saddled with debt by his deadbeat father, Kaivel "Kai" Intrix is left with no choice but to work himself into an early grave, and inevitably succumbs to an untimely demise at a young age. Lamenting the unfairness of how his life turned out as he meets his end, he yearns for a second chance, vowing to live life as he pleases and fulfill his every desire to his heart's content. As his dying thoughts embody the Seven Deadly Sins, he inadvertently meets the conditions to unlock the mysterious Sinner System, and finds himself reincarnated in the distant future. A futuristic and Magical society plagued by swarms of vicious Monsters, those known as Hunters the only thing preventing humanity's extinction, the world is unrecognizable to what he once knew. Armed with a wide array of unique and powerful abilities from the Sinner System, Kai is determined to make the most of his second chance. Intent on acquiring power, fame, wealth, freedom, women, all the good food and drink he could ever want, and more...he desires anything and everything that was beyond his reach in his previous life... New chapters every day at: 6:30 AM (PT) / 9:30 AM (ET) 8:30 PM (PT) / 11:30 PM (ET)

After 432 billion years of silence, the Abyssal Monarch awakens. Long before the System, before ranks and artifacts, Jin existed as an origin beyond the cycle of ages. He watched the Mahayuga turn again and again as civilizations were harvested and reset by unseen Architects. When the world grew weak and repetitive, he chose stasis over erasure, carving a tomb beyond reality itself. Now the seal is breaking. The age of easy harvests is ending. This is not a story of leveling up. It is the return of a monarch the world was never meant to forget.

New chapter every Friday at 9:30 PM (Mexico time). —Why did you kill my sister?—I asked angrily, clenching my fists. His response was a mocking laugh. —I still remember her last words—he said, leaning against the wall, right next to the door.—"I should have listened to my sister when she told me you were a bad person." Sister…

**WARNING** CONTAINS SCENES OF EXTREME PHYSICAL VIOLENCE AND SEVERE DISTRESSING PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA● My tears fell in silence, without even daring to sob… until his tall shadow fell across the threshold. He stepped inside. Slowly. Heavily. His eyes… locked onto mine. The same eyes people said carried the scent of blood, burdened with a dark and haunted past. I was afraid of him… everyone was afraid of him. And yet, I was certain that behind that predatory gaze, another truth existed. His fingers, trembling with hesitation, reached for my face. His touch was so gentle that it was hard to believe those same hands had once clenched the cold hilt of a Jiàn (剑), [a double-edged Chinese sword]. He stared into my eyes… but he did not see me. I could sense it… With longing, he pulled me against his chest, as though he wished to chain my soul to his own. My fear dissolved. I was calm. I clutched at his clothes and found stillness in the chill of his embrace... in the arms of the devil! He carried secrets too heavy for the earth to bury, and perhaps some men are better left forgotten!

Arata has spent his whole life on death's door. Born with a weak heart, he has to rely on his brother, Ren, to keep funding his medical bills. Yet, Arata never recovered. Once his heart stopped, he was sent to another world. There, he finds himself in a higher plane known as the theater, alongside the theater's Dramaturge, Ravenna. Arata was chosen by a higher power to save the world of Tibil. Tibil is a world predestined to end due to calamity. Arata must find the path to saving the world. In completing his task, he can return home.

MATURE CONTENT WARNING (18+) The Alpha’s Mercy: A Night of Mad Desires is a work of dark fiction intended for adult readers aged 18 and older. This story contains graphic and explicit content, including: Explicit Sexual Scenes: Highly detailed and "mad sex" encounters. Dark Romance Themes: Includes power imbalances, slave/master dynamics, and age-gap relationships. Betrayal & Infidelity: Graphic depictions of orgy scenes and extreme sexual betrayal. Violence & Cruelty: Scenes of physical abuse, "face slapping," and intense psychological revenge. Mature Language: Use of strong, unfiltered language throughout

[Sasuke][Revenge][No female lead][Not that righteous][Kill Itachi][Kill Obito][Enter at your own risk] Sasuke had a very long dream in which he saw everything he was supposed to experience. When he awoke from his dream, he was faced with the night of his clan's annihilation. Young and weak, he could do nothing. From that moment on, Sasuke made a vow! He will never be powerless again! For the sake of power, he desecrated his parents' remains with his own hands. He endured and lay low in order to seek revenge. Until he finally possessed power that surpassed everything... Susanoo, the demon god, shatters everything. Eternal eyes, looking down upon all living beings. "Konoha, prepare for my Uchiha's revenge!"

"They say the touch of a Hunter brings death to a Fox. But when his fingers wrap around my throat, all I feel is an agonizing, ruinous desire." Elara is a curse wrapped in a divine shell. Once revered as the Silver Saintess, she is now a shattered Nine-Tailed Fox desperately hunting the Seven Deadly Sins to piece her soul back together. To survive, she must feed on the life essence of the wicked. Her method? Seduction. Her execution? Flawless. Until she breaks into the wrong bedroom. Draven Blackwood is the Warlord of the North, the High Priest of the Hunters, and the ruthless executioner of her kind. He is cold, lethal, and carries a holy power that should burn her to ash. When he catches her straddling his dying general, he raises his silver gun to end her life. But when their skin collides, the impossible happens. Instead of pain, there is a twisted, intoxicating peace. They share a Symbiotic Bond. Her hunger fuels him; his holy fire heals her. Condemned for her sins, Elara expects the dungeon. Instead, she is dragged to the Warlord's private chambers. "You feed on sin, little Fox," Draven whispers, shackling her to his bedpost with a silver collar. "So practice on me. Feed me your pain, and I will show you what true corruption feels like." Caught in a deadly game of dominance and submission, Elara must use her body to survive the Warlord’s obsessive protection while plotting to steal the shards of her soul. But as the fragments return, so do the memories of her past lives... Memories that reveal Draven might not be her savior, but the very man who has murdered her in every lifetime. Will she tame the Warlord, or will she burn in his bed? #EnemiesToLovers #DarkRomance #R18 #Smut #PossessiveWarlord #ForcedProximity #Reincarnation #TouchHerAndYouDie #SymbioticBond

When humanity faces extinction, what breaks first? our bodies, or our humanity? How much of ourselves are we willing to lose to stay alive? In 2104, The world has already ended, but its consequences haven’t. In the OctaCore: the last of humanity's shelters, resources are limited and the radiation is rising fast. Within two years, the surface will become unlivable. Long before that, the food will run out. The monsters that destroyed the world are still out there, but they’re no longer the worst threat. With the shelters on the brink, the council faces an impossible choice: Cull 80% of the population to preserve the remaining 20%, or Launch a suicidal mission into the wasteland to retrieve a supply shipment that could sustain humanity long enough to rebuild. A small team is chosen for the Hail Mary attempt. Memory-scarred survivors, soldiers who’ve already lost too much, and civilians carrying secrets they’d kill to protect—bound together by the thin hope that something out there might still be worth saving. Outside, they will face the world that once was: a ruined city haunted by monsters, nazis and the aftermath of choices no one wants to admit they made. What to Expect: 1. Morally questionable characters 2. No clear good or evil—only survival 3. Character-driven beginning → escalating high-stakes plot 4. Brutal worldbuilding 5. Mature themes (genocide, moral collapse, societal failure) 6. Gore, violent imagery, disturbing psychological content

“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is like a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.” — Langston Hughes Whistle remained perched onto his shoulder, black head cocked and its eyes even cockier. Kalani grinned though, despite his disheveled hair. Training against loud noises had been going well, and it wouldn’t be long till they officially moved to the city. Anticipation made his heart fly high. Finally… his family would move to the illustrious Nael, capital of the kingdom of Karst. Yet the world beyond those small routines was far less gentle than the stories suggested. Kingdoms and tribes hid their violence well, their dangers flowing quietly beneath polished surfaces. You didn’t need to dive in to be taken; brushing against it was enough. And so ‘They’ took everything. What remained of him was sealed away, buried where names lost their meaning. Revenge required survival, and survival required obedience. Then she appeared. Not as rescue, and not as hope, but rather as something that didn’t fit. She moved through his world without caution, wings catching air where no fresh wind should exist. Her optimism wasn’t comforting. It was reckless. He told himself to ignore her. Yet he found himself noticing details he had long trained himself not to see: the rhythm of her voice, the way she tilted her head when thinking, and how she flew free like how he used to. He never looked at her for long. “This changes nothing,” he would murmur, though the words rang increasingly hollow. His emerald eyes lingered a second too late, following the outline of wings he knew he should not reach for. Objective first. Always. And yet, some costs are harder to measure than others. … Update Schedule: 2 chapters every month Cover found on Pinterest; artist unknown ;~;

As a soon-to-be chieftain, Ashlani's responsibilities were numerous, complex, and often boring. As a recently reincarnated keelish (a reptilian pest), his responsibilities only extend to 1. survive another day, 2. keep his belly full, and 3. kill anything that keeps him from numbers 1 and 2. Oh, and, if the opportunity arises, take revenge on his friend turned brother turned murderer. Ashlani was sent on his inaugural hunt as the chieftain-to-be of his tribe when he was shot in the back by the man he was closest to, the one he called his closest friend. Post-mortem, he was greeted by a [System], the elect, singular keelish representative. Now, his focus must be on continuous growth and evolution, to awaken to his grand potential, and lead his new people to a new age. This is a reboot of my previous novel, Ashlani's Reincarnation, a grimdark take on a LitRPG reincarnation novel. This is a slower, more methodical approach to story, and I hope that its quality will reflect that. I update five times a week, usually weekdays, but if I miss a weekday, I make it up over the weekend.

She died believing she was unloved. She returned knowing she was betrayed. Once, she gave up everything, her name, her family, her future, for a man who called her his wife. In the end, she lost more than her life… she lost the truth. Now fate has turned back. Reborn into the past, she stands at the crossroads she once fled from. This time, she will not run. She will accept the marriage everyone feared, reclaim the life stolen from her, and uncover the face behind her betrayal. But when love, blood, and secrets collide, one question remains Can revenge rewrite destiny… or will it destroy her twice?

In an empire where silence is law and beauty is political property, gifted women are claimed as sacred “Relics” — ceremonial figures believed to anchor the stability of the throne. When Lianhua is publicly seized under the Quiet Mandate, she does not scream. She observes. Trained within the Veiled Court, she learns that Relics are not honored — they are contained. Draped in silk, worshiped in ritual, but stripped of autonomy, these women serve as symbolic vessels through which the empire binds faith, fear, and obedience. Yet Lianhua quickly realizes something others do not: The empire does not draw strength from the Relics. It depends on them. Assigned four elite enforcers — known as the Black Hands — she begins her quiet rebellion not with blades, but with study. She memorizes doctrine. She deciphers ceremonial language. She watches the fractures in the men assigned to guard her. The Loyalist believes order prevents chaos. The Blade believes strength justifies control. The Scholar believes history defines truth. The Silent One believes nothing at all. Slowly, carefully, Lianhua begins altering small ritual phrases during sacred ceremonies. A word here. A pause there. A symbolic gesture that shifts meaning without breaking law. The people begin whispering. As noble factions compete for influence, the Emperor himself notices her growing impact. Threatened yet intrigued, he offers her a position closer to power — one that could secure her survival at the cost of her autonomy. But Lianhua has already discovered the empire’s most guarded secret: Relics are not symbols of control. They are emotional anchors. If one falls publicly, unrest spreads like fire. If one defies expectation, belief begins to crack. The throne is not protected by armies. It is protected by narrative. And she has learned how to rewrite it. As tensions rise, the Black Hands begin to fracture under the weight of their loyalty. Alliances shift. Rituals become battlegrounds. Love grows in spaces where obedience once lived. When the empire attempts to silence her permanently, it faces an unexpected truth: punishing her may collapse the very belief system that sustains the throne. In a final ceremonial confrontation mirroring the day she was claimed, Lianhua steps forward not as property — but as ideological power. The empire must choose: Destroy her and risk chaos. Or change. The Court of Silken Chains is a dark historical fantasy about ownership, belief, and the quiet, devastating strength of a woman who learns that true rebellion begins in language, not war.

Asaktya, civilian of Kleos empire under the rule of Imperium used to live in backshit ally planet but his perseverance led him from trash picking streets to beds of upper echelon, Watch as he travels with his new master to find Legendary Space Cave. His only wish to fullfill a promise, in pursuit of it he has no bottom line or he doesn't know yet.... ...............................................................