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The first mistake humanity made was believing the apocalypse wanted them dead. It began everywhere at once. No prophecy. No chosen hero. No explanation. One moment, the world was ordinary. The next, impossible messages appeared across the sky, creatures that should not exist began appearing among the living, and humanity discovered that the rules it had lived by were no longer the only ones that mattered. At first, people thought the world was ending. They were wrong. An end would have been simpler. Kael was only a student when it began. He had no weapon. No class. No plan. Nothing that should have made him special. And nothing that should have allowed him to survive what came next. But he did. Barely. What begins as a desperate struggle to stay alive soon reveals something far larger. The world is changing. So are the people inside it. Levels can be gained. Strength can be earned. Bodies can become capable of things that should have been impossible. And humanity has been given something strangely close to a chance. That may be the most frightening part. Because every new rule raises another question. Why give people the means to grow stronger in a world designed to kill them? Why reward survival? Why allow humanity to adapt at all? And if this is only the first Cycle... what exactly are they being prepared for? Kael has no answers. Neither does anyone else. For now, surviving the next hour is difficult enough. But hour by hour, level by level, the old world is becoming something humanity may no longer recognize. Some people will adapt. Some will break. Some will become something else entirely. And sooner or later, humanity will have to confront a possibility far more unsettling than the end of the world. Perhaps this was never an apocalypse. Perhaps it was a beginning. And whatever started it... may have never wanted them dead at all.

For ten years, Elena Prescott believed in forever. She left her home, her friends, and everything she knew to build a life with Julian Styles — the man she thought she’d marry. But on the morning of their wedding, a haunting dream exposes a devastating truth: Julian has been cheating on her with her best friend, Vanessa. Heartbroken and humiliated, Elena disappears to Tsep State, determined to rebuild her life far from the lies. But fate doesn’t let her hide for long. When a powerful man, Alexander Blackwood, nearly loses his life in a mysterious accident, Elena saves him then vanishes. All he remembers is the tattoo on her back and the feeling that she’s the key to everything he’s been searching for. As Alexander hunts for the woman who saved him, Elena battles strange visions, crippling headaches, and an illness that’s slowly consuming her. Their paths are destined to collide — in a world where betrayal meets destiny, and love might just be the most dangerous thing of all.

I've been sick ever since I can remember. My dad's a drunk prick, and he doesn't treat my mom very well. My girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend, because she figures I'm going to die soon anyways. They all do. Hell, they're probably right. I've been to countless doctors, and they can't figure out what is wrong with me aside from the fact that my body is slowly shutting down. I don't have any friends anymore. My dad doesn't allow me home anymore, and apparently, I'm not even their real son. That was a real kick in the teeth. Only my mom tries to talk to me still, but there's always hell to pay if my dad catches her. At this point, I've accepted my end, and I wish it would just hurry up. At least, that's what I told myself, until I came across a new fuzzy little friend that would change my entire life. My name is Elias Crosse, and my tale is about get crazy. Notes: This story features an OP MC, so power development and growth isn't really present for him, although there is some. A lot of the growth mainly comes from other characters, and features a focus on said characters. Elias is also not someone who puts up with other character's bullshit, and routinely puts them in their place. I am tired of the trope of characters hiding their powers, or letting other characters walk all over them and theirs because they are not strong enough to do anything. I don't exactly know how to describe my story in terms of a genre. It has action, it has slice of life, and it has romance. There is no fade to black, and I can be very descriptive. This is also a HAREM story. If you don't like that kind of thing, you will not upset me by not reading it. I'd prefer you didn't, honestly. I have been fixing, updating, and changing somethings for consistency, to improve the story, the grammar and errors, and for things to make more sense. Some things may change, as this is a work in progress. The more I write, the better I feel I am becoming. I just write, and I have the ideas of where I am going in my head, but other than that, I just write the story as I see fit. As such, I forget some things, I miss somethings, and most often, some ideas in my head get jumbled together and it ends up not making sense some times. I am working to correct that as best as I can.

“Our business is life itself.” “We contain, we control, we protect, we are the first line of defense for mankind, and we will never retreat.” –William Russell – In a world without Special Containment Procedures (SCP) Foundation, But there are abnormal phenomena, events, and individuals. Then, people will live under fear. In the future, the world will fall into darkness and destruction. In order to avoid this fact, a desolate nobleman established a company called Umbrella. Mingmian is an international monopoly and has a very high evaluation. The dark side is to hold up a protective umbrella for the entire earth. – There will be classic SCPs in this book, as well as original or movie anomalies and creatures for containment.

Connor Thompson was not a good man; he knew that. He wouldn't be at the top if he was a good man. Yet because he was evil, because he was successful- he was brought low to the end of his life. . "Hello, hello, hello. What do we have here? A new Hell Borne to add to the chopping block." "Interesting, a new place. New body, new beings to study. Please, show me a world of new possibilities. Oh don't worry this scalpel is only here to help me explore." Sent to Hell for his misdeeds in life he will explore the unknown in search of ultimate knowledge. Where will it take him? What will he discover? And will he regret what he has found?!

In a world where race and power decide everything, one bloodline suffers more than all others. The Beast-born, descendants of the god-beasts, blessed by the world itself were hunted, enslaved, and broken. Their divine gift became their curse. But one rises. A beast who refuses to kneel. Thrown into a brutal succession war where the victor becomes ruler of that is holy and unholy, Azreal must fight against angels , demons, and mortals alike. To win means freedom, love, and dominion. To lose means to kneel or die This is the story of chains shattered, thrones conquered, and a beast who will rule heaven, hell, and everything between.

Paul Gapor, a 47-year-old NEET adrift in a modern world where magic and fantasy races coexist, dies unexpectedly in a tragic plane hijacking. Reborn as Kyro Samsworth, the youngest son of a humble family living in a farm, Paul awakens in a world where magic is common. With white hair, yellow eyes, and the mind of a modern man, watch Kyro's journey to adapt to a life he never asked for. --Farmboy Mage is an isekai fantasy about reincarnation, magic, and the life of starting over. It has lore, world-building, emotional and philosophical plot points and more! *Heavily Inspired to Mushoku Tensei, but MC is less perverted. *Yes, the story follows an mc from weak to strong. *(WARNING: THIS BOOK INCLUDES STUFF NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN! Mature readers ONLY. And some chapters are very lengthy, that's just the way I write.) *(Disclaimer: This is just fiction, whatever dark events that happened within the story is not real.) If you like the story, and want to support my work, here's my Patreon: https://patreon.com/Raikiri_Sorcery?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=join_link

Mature Content... 1996, the world was still analog, disconnected, and blissfully unaware of the digital storm on the horizon. For Marvin Meyers, soon to be eleven-year-old prodigy with the souls of an ancient, -hungry Incubus, and a modern man it is the ultimate hunting ground. ​Armed with the memories of a future where tech giants rule and entertainment is the new religion, Marvin doesn't just want to be a star—he wants to own the sky. From the "plagiarism" of legendary works to the strategic acquisition of the world's most undervalued IPs, Marvin begins a cold, calculated climb to the top. ​While his classmates at his elite L.A. school worry about grades, Marvin is busy recruiting a young Mark Zuckerberg, filing predatory tech patents, and building a multi-national empire that spans the US, Japan, South Korea, and China. In a world fueled by human desire, there is no greater predator than an Incubus who knows exactly what the future wants before it even exists. Marvin Meyers died a lazy brat, but he woke up as something much more dangerous. With the 1997 Asian Financial Crisis looming and the Dot-com bubble about to hiss, Marvin has a four-year window to become rich enough to get his hands on one of the big seven. Joy, anger, lust, sorrow, and happiness are all desires and emotions. As long as these emotions are directed at me, they can become nourishment for my spiritual practice. Okay, let's see what reliable ways there are in this world that can stir up a lot of people's emotions? Hmm, writer, that's good; umm, music, that's also good; wow, Hollywood movies, reaching the whole world, that's fantastic! Looks like I need to become a plagiarist... what's that word again? Right, a copyist. I'll start as a writer, and my ultimate goal is to become an international star. What? You mean acting skills? I'm a Incubus! --- Additional tags: Heavy harem, smut, possessive characters, smart mc, sudden strength gain, lust emotion and desire -based power system, no yuri, no netorare. A/N:- Story and smut are well balanced. You won't feel bored if you have come for either of the two or maybe both.

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

I should have won. Instead, I was reduced to less than a ghost, my body destroyed by the very child I sought to kill. I was Lord Voldemort, the Dark Lord feared across all of Britain and yet I was undone by an infant. It was a fitting end for a man who spent his life believing himself untouchable. I felt rage and anger, wanting nothing more than to run and hide away, waiting for the day that I would get strong enough to return and finally kill that boy and yet before I could escape I was given a different choice by the Goddess of Magic. The truth's that I learned made me realize that I had been nothing more than a pawn in a game far older than I ever realized. Fine I will take her offer, I will end my own life to be reborn in the body of the very child I had desired to kill. And this time, I will tear down the rotten foundations of the Wizarding World and rebuild it in my image.

I was an average girl, done in by a rogue fish bone—until I woke up reincarnated as the second male lead in a reverse harem novel. Still petite and delicate with no OP powers here, I'm the heroine's loyal childhood friend, scripted to pine for her eternally. But as a woman in past life, I had no interest in her. Nope. Not at all. Ruling the throne is a breeze amid court intrigues and border wars, as long as I ignore the growing ‘male problems.’ The oblivious heroine hovers constantly, mistaking my polite distance for passion. She thinks that I still love her. “No, I don't!" Worse, the other male leads are abandoning her orbit, flocking towards me. Stolen glances turn to bold pursuits—midnight audiences laced with confessions, accidental’ rescues that feel too intimate, and alliances forged with lingering touches. Trapped in a body that's drawing all the wrong attention, I must rewrite the story before jealousy turns into something unwanted. Will I dismantle the harem, claim my freedom, or accidentally build an empire of my own—heartstrings and all? Extra Tags:- Male Protagonist, Bottom Protagonist, Yandere, Male Pregnancy, Gender Bender Disclaimer: It’s just a novel—don’t be serious. As the author of this novel, I would like to say that—all the characters are from my imagination—they don't have any sort of existence in the real world. Nah! Nope, they don’t. Trust me—this is just a novel. So, there are themes in the story that might be disturbing. But let me tell you—I condone them, and I suggest you to take everything as fictitious storytelling. There is no need to think over it. And if you find it very disturbing then, I request you to not read this novel any further. Also, I would like to apologize to anyone who might get hurt by this novel. Remember—it's just a novel, and I don't encourage any of my characters' absurd 'decisions.' Thank you. P.S: All the images are AI generated.

** No NTR { Only Netori }** **Explicit Content Warning +18** **Dark fantasy+SMUT* Join my Discord for NFSW characters images: https://discord.gg/5V57RFmjH —————————————— Caught masturbating in glorious 4K, a perverted teenager 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, 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 book 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 ritual diagram, place the book in the center, and chant some eldritch bullshit to seal the deal?” “Veiliquandè mikora jim bos ariqueisà…” One forbidden ritual later, a demon found its vessel, purring promises of limitless power. Every woman he claims, every moan he steals from their bodies will increase his power. From the village’s weakest to a ruthless conqueror Daniel rises through blood, sweat and bedroom sheets. But in this brutal world of scheming nobles, wild beasts, and forbidden lusts, will Daniel survive? ———— [A/N: MC power growth is a little slow, but it picks up later.]

I died once reaching for a woman whose face I can no longer remember. Reborn into the Vorn Dynasty—a brutal family that rules over thirteen worlds—I was supposed to be a genius. Instead, I was declared broken. My soul is fractured, my memories are gone, and my own siblings view me as nothing more than a lamb for the slaughter. But the cracks in my soul aren't empty. They're filled with something ancient. [SYSTEM INITIALIZATION...] [SOUL INTEGRITY: 47%] [THE DARKNESS CALLS] With the power to crush my enemies with gravity and fry their nerves with lightning, I will carve a path through the blood of my rivals. I will unearth the mystery of my past death, reclaim the woman haunting my dreams, and tear down the empires that dare to stand in my way. But power isn't the only thing I crave. In a universe where betrayal is the only constant, I find solace in the arms of those brave enough to love a monster. From the icy assassin sent to kill me, to the time-bending beauty who has watched me die seventeen times before—I will collect their hearts, their bodies, and their absolute devotion. This isn't a story about a hero. This is a story about a monster who chose to be one—and the people who love him anyway. The question isn't whether he'll find her. The question is what's left of him when he does. He doesn't save people. He claims them. And somehow, that's worse. This novel contains explicit sexual content, a demanding harem, dark themes, and a cunning protagonist who plays the villain as easily as he plays the lover. You have been warned. From now on, I will publish extra chapters if my lovely readers meet the below conditions: 200 PS= 1 extra chapters 100 GT= 1 extra chapter 150 GT= 2 extra chapters You can also join my server using the link below: https://discord.gg/YTVPKfGByf Join us on this exciting legendary journey of Kael Cassian Vorn or maybe ...............

The ordinary world is not what it seems. Many strange events unfold in the background but go unnoticed by the masses or are covered up. A supernatural world exists along with the natural world which can only be seen by those called Balancers. Spirits and Evil Spirits exist along with Balancers who possess unique powers to see and fight them. Among the many ordinary humans, a girl undergoes a lot of suffering and experiences a prophetic vision. It grants her knowledge of the hidden world and of some future events. The girl loses almost everything she has and then takes the steps needed to become a Balance Breaker. Her past identity has to be abandoned for the sake of survival so she renamed herself Ash. Ash gains the powers of a Skin-Walker and begins living in such a world taking on the appearances of others, experiencing their lives and living under the mask of another person.

After an unexpected twist of fate, Martins awakens to find himself transmigrated into the DC Universe, specifically Smallville. Yet destiny has prepared something extraordinary for him, he is reborn as the younger brother of none other than Superman. Adopted by the Kent family, Martins.... Adrian Kent grows up under the same roof as Clark Kent, but the similarities end there. Where Clark embodies selflessness, humility, and nobility, Adrian is his opposite. He carries himself with arrogance, a nonchalant demeanor, and an unshakable confidence that sets him apart. But beneath that carefree exterior burns an ambition fiercer than any sun. For unlike Clark, Adrian carries within him the power of the Homelander template. An inheritance that promises not just greatness, but the path to becoming the strongest. ___

Mankind prospered in the modern age, but one day, everything changed. Mana descended onto the world, making a permanent change to society. Alongside it was also the appearance of monsters invading the world from the sky and from below. Gods pitied mankind and bestowed divine bloodlines, creating superhuman people called the Supernals who can fend off the invaders. But not everyone who became a Supernal is suited for the role. Those people are pariahs that don't belong anywhere, especially when there are quotas for each divine bloodline. In a world where society revolves around those with divine bloodlines, Kai is a Supernal with the lowest talent. He doesn't fit with normal people and is too ordinary to mingle with Supernals. He was ostracized for hogging a slot in a divine legacy, and his only family suffered for it. But Kai isn't weak. It's just that nothing could properly check his bloodline. [Primordial Bloodline awakened] [Patron God: Goddess of the Primordial Night] Now, with the bloodline of the final night inside him, he will bring terror to those who wronged him. However, there's one big problem that he hadn't realized. -- Bonus Chapters will depend on your votes: Power stones, golden tickets, gifts, or even comments and reviews if the mood is great! 100 Power Stones: 1 extra chapter! (Delivered every Monday) 50 Golden Tickets: 1 extra chapter! 100 Golden Tickets: 3 extra chapters! 250 Golden Tickets: 5 extra chapters! (Delivered at the start of a new month) A Castle: 1 extra chapter! A Spacecraft: 3 extra chapters! A Gachapon: 5 extra chapters! -- I do not own the cover of the book; if you made it and want to take it down, just say so, and I will immediately change it.

Fate sets everything into motion. Dream drives that motion into action. And action causes death. This endless cycle is inevitable. Despair. Madness. Delusion. Sins. Ideals. What awaits someone broken again and again by this cycle? Beyond the unending path, does happiness exist? But to what end? The story of why he chose to walk this never-ending path.

[Character videos and images-discord-https://discord.gg/wmcF4trFt2] Thomas had always been diligent, loyal, and quietly dependable — the kind of young man who put family before himself. Yet it was that very family who betrayed him. Their greed and ambition led to his death, ending his life on Earth with bitterness and unanswered questions. But death was not his end. He awakened in another world — a realm where gods were not distant myths but the most powerful beings in existence. Here, divinity was sustained by faith itself; the more believers a god had, the stronger that god became. Entire civilizations rose and fell based on devotion. Reborn as Jolthar, Thomas quickly discovered that fate had not granted him peace. The noble family he was born into was fractured, cold, and rife with internal conflict. Ambition, jealousy, and neglect defined his new household, echoing the betrayal of his previous life. Instead of love, he found rivalry; instead of support, suspicion. Yet Jolthar was not one to bend. Hard-headed, stubborn, and driven by a fierce will to rise above weakness, he refused to remain a victim — whether of family, society, or even the gods themselves. In a world where belief created divinity, he began to question the very system that sustained the heavens. Why worship… when one could ascend? His fate took a decisive turn when he received the blessing of Qalena, a powerful and enigmatic goddess whose motives remained unclear. Some said she saw potential in him. Others whispered she sought a champion — or perhaps something far more dangerous. With her blessing, Jolthar’s path became clear. He would carve his own legend. He would rise beyond mortal limitations. And one day, he would not merely pray to the gods. He would stand among them — or above them. [My Twitter id : https://x.com/jl_lucifer]

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.

In a world scarred by endless conflict, power decides everything... Cities rise and fall under the rule of the SI Army, an overwhelming force that claims order while leaving ruins ...in its wake. Beneath the surface of this broken world, rebellion stirs—quiet, desperate, and relentless. People are born unequal. Some wield strange forces, others rely only on steel, will, and resolve. Trust is fragile, history is buried, and truth is often rewritten by those who survive. Amid the chaos, a young soldier struggles to find his place in a system that values strength above all else. As alliances shift and hidden motives surface, one thing becomes clear: This world is heading toward something far worse than war.... And when it arrives, no one will be ready.