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Content Advisory: Some scenes may be intense or disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. Three hundred years ago, in the Empire of Elarion, the Goddess of Resentment, Khaeren, cursed humanity for their greed of power and lust while the Goddess of Healing, Mirath, blessed certain souls with the power to heal. Duke Alaric Davenmore, a famed swordsman, is tasked with leading a unit to fight the monsters born from this ancient curse along with his twin brothers Lyric and Sylas, and the youngest prince Cael. In search of a healer, they find Soren, a quiet commoner persuaded by a friend to apply. But they only see him not as a true healer— only a substitute. Even as an exceptional healer, not only did the nobles ignore but even the temple doesn't want a commoner inside their sacred ground. Soren cannot feel physical pain, but his heart carries a lifetime of emotional wounds. As they fight monsters and face the dangers of the empire, will their differences keep them apart, or will they finally acknowledge the feelings they've been trying to ignore? And for Soren, who has never truly felt before— will he finally discover what it means to be healed, or sink deeper into the abyss within his heart?

The highly anticipated new game Dawn of Divinity, Dawd as it had come to be known, had finally entered its closed beta testing stage. It was an event that became a who's who of popular names in the gaming space, from high ranking E-sports players, to popular streamers and even a few journalists from the big name publications. Filling in for a slot intended for her brother, Valerie Ashcroft, a young woman with a degenerative muscular disease stood out amongst this crowd. It was this uniqueness, however, that led her to the suitably unique class of Glyphborne. A class that gave her the abilities of the mythical punch wizard, combining spellweaving magic and supernatural strength into a single formidable warrior, turning this frail and broken girl into an undeniable living weapon that will be feared by all. However, when the game entered the public market and more players entered this fantastical world, it soon became clear that all was not what it seems as the so-called fictional world starts to bleed into reality. Faced with obstacles real and 'fictional', there is only one thing Valerie needs to say. "I CAST FIST!" -------------- On the concern of bonus chapters, alongside power stone events :- - 100 Golden Tickets = 2 bonus Chapters - Magic Castle Gift = 5 Bonus Chapters - Spaceship Gift - 10 Bonus Chapters

Yuto was just another exchange college student going for his PhD in America from Japan. he had a large group of friends who were also exchange students from all over and they were on a wonder trip for Christmas in Denver when it happened. The end of the world in the most unimaginable way by the most horrific creatures right out of horror stories and dark anime. With powers and abilities that only existed in fairy tales and had no grounding in reality they took the planet. Before the invasion earth's top minds thought they had the most of physics and laws pretty much down and knew what was and wasn't realistic. This shattered everything they thought real to dust with magic and bodies that defied logic the creatures culled the whole of the planet in just 5 months reducing the population to near nothing. As Yuto faced his death with as much dignity he could muster he never imagined he'd ever open them again. then he snapped awake but what was this! Spiders as large as the biggest supper duty trucks everywhere all around him! Is this a joke?! What is going on!! Then a larger spider like being picked him off and carted him off to a strange castle like structure and he saw his reflection for the first time. "I'm a fu**ing spider!! What the hell is going on!" And so his new life began filled with wonder, horror, truths and mysteries he would have never imagined possible. With the help of the chosen's platforms beginners guid and new friends from it will he be able to rise to power and discover the real truths of the universe? Or will he find himself embracing death yet again? From Devoured to Devourer Eat grow and conquer its time to get to work!

Four fragments come into existence to determine the new lords of the world. These fragments contain a magical ability that the use will have access to when they go through the process of evolving and becoming a lord. experience the story of nova Icyln a former model that Had a hidden power within her that forced her to see the world as it really is.

After dying on Earth, the protagonist wakes up in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire. Armed with the knowledge from the books and coming from a more evolved society, he accepts his new life and identity and decides to learn more about this world of magic and dragons. However, things are not as simple as he imagined. Sent to a very distant past where the Targaryen conquest has not yet happened, his knowledge of the renowned literary series is not of much help, and to make matters worse, he was reborn in the worst place and at the worst possible time. [BEEP] [System activated] [7 days until the doom of Valyria] [New mission!] [Run away!] TAGS: Game Of Thrones, Valíria, Targaryen, System, Magic, Adventure, Dragons, Pirates, Slaves, World Building, Weak to the Strong, Rituals, Horror, Monsters, Firearms, Multiple POV, Secret Organizations. Hello everyone. I hope you like my fan fiction. It takes place 400 years before the events of Game of Thrones. In this fic, I will show my vision of Asshai by the shadow using my experience that I gained from reading many magic novels. I hope you like the city of shadows that I created. The system is not powerful and will only help the protagonist with small facilities and some minor benefits. This is my first time writing, and I do not have an editor, so feel free to correct anything in the grammar. I like the sinister environment of Asshai, where no magic is forbidden, and because there are few mentions in the books about this place, I started to have these ideas about what Asshai and its society would be like. So I decided to share these thoughts with you and write this fic. I hope to gain more practice and experience as an author, to later release my book, which is also already in development. Enjoy the book, everyone!

This book is the continuation of the knight of hell. so if you haven't read it please read the first fic.

They called Merlin the Greatest Wizard. They called Morgana the Supreme Witch. But none knew that when their blood becomes one, the ALBERICH shall rise. Morwenna Jane Alienor Alberich Emrys-LeFay — the heir of the Keith family, the descendant of two Arcane Lords. Born with snow-white hair and emerald eyes, her very existence made the ancient magic tremble. Yet her power came with a price: extreme fragility during childhood. Death at age five brought her a second chance. Carrying memories from a modern world where she watched the downfall of wizarding Britain, she returned transformed. Arrogant, sharp, and shaped by two lifetimes — now known as Nimue Keith. To her, there is no "Light vs Dark". There is only Tradition vs Decay. Dumbledore seeks modernization that erodes magic. Voldemort seeks purity that destroys the foundation. Standing above both, the Descendant of the Arcane Lords shall rewrite fate and restore the Balance. "I am not here to choose sides. I am here to become the Law." — Nimue Keith --- This story has a pretty slow pace, so it does need some patience to get through. The main focus is worldbuilding, lore, and going deeper into how magic actually works. The second major focus is slice of life, so you’ll see a lot of quieter, everyday moments from the MC’s life as things develop. It’s not really about good versus evil like in canon. Instead, it leans more into politics, different perspectives, and the tension between traditionalists and those who want to modernize the wizarding world. So if you’re looking for fast action right away, this probably isn’t the fic for you. --- Volume One: Before the Stone — ages 0–7. Volume Two: Beneath the Magical Veil — ages 7–letter As this is a WIP, I can't make exact promises, but the pace will evolve with the story --- I'm currently rewriting the story because I feel like some parts were a bit too much. I want to make the story flow better and try out a slightly different writing style. But I'm not planning to fix every awkward part or remove all the repetition. Let's just say they'll stay as a little reminder of how much I've grown as a writer. Anyway, this fic is already in Volume 2, but I've only reached Chapter 24 in the rewrite so far. I've also started posting it on Patreon, so if you're reading it there, it'll be easier for you to follow the rewritten version and keep track of my progress! I'm also trying to add some illustrations to the fic (AI-generated, of course!). Hopefully, they'll make the reading experience a little more fun. That's all from me. Happy reading, everyone! --- If you enjoy this story and want to support me, you can do so by donating or subscribing here: https://patreon.com/rikhi https://ko-fi.com/rikhi Thank you for your support!

Reborn into a world ruled by curses, Elena awakens with no memory of her past life and a fragile existence in a kingdom where cursed humans are feared and hunted. A chance encounter with a charming stranger named Dante pulls her into a dangerous web of mysteries surrounding cursed individuals and forbidden power. But as fragments of her lost memories begin to resurface, Elena discovers a terrifying truth. The origin of the curse is tied to an ancient evil she once fought… and failed to destroy. Her search for answers leads her into the royal palace, where she begins working to uncover the truth behind the kingdom’s darkness. Only to realize too late that the man she came to trust as Dante… is actually the ruthless Prince of Valdemor, a man whispered to be a heartless killer. And worst of all, he may be the one person she was never meant to love. Excerpt She glanced at Dante, who was quietly staring at the distant horizon, as if the world itself had momentarily stopped demanding anything from him. “Can I ask you something?” Elena said softly. He turned at once. A faint smile touched his lips. “You can ask me anything,” Dante replied gently. “I would be happy to share whatever knowledge I have of this world with you.” Elena let out a quiet laugh under her breath. “Enough with your clever replies, Dante,” she said, shaking her head. “I’m not interested in the knowledge of this world…” Her gaze lingered on him for a moment longer than she intended. “I’m interested in you.” For a split second, Dante’s eyes widened. Then, just as quickly his expression broke into a slow, knowing smile. “Elena…” he called her name deliberately, almost teasingly. And it clicked. The meaning behind her words settled between them like a quiet trap. Her eyes widened. “You... don’t twist my words!” Too late. Dante let out a soft laugh, clearly enjoying her reaction. “You idiot,” she muttered, embarrassed, sending a light punch toward his arm. “Ow…” He rubbed the spot, feigning pain. “That was surprisingly violent.” Elena cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. “I meant… I want to know you,” she said more seriously this time. “Who you are. Where you came from. How you learned to fight like that. I know nothing about you, Dante… nothing except your name.” The playful air between them faded. Dante’s smile slowly disappeared. What replaced it was something Elena had never seen before. Quiet, heavy, and unreadable. “I understand your curiosity,” he said softly, “but I’m afraid I can’t satisfy it… not yet.” “Why?” she asked immediately. Silence lingered for a moment before he spoke again. “It’s complicated,” Dante said. Then, more firmly, “But I swear this on my life that I’m not here to hurt you.” Before she could react, he reached for her hand. His fingers closed gently around hers. Warm. Certain. Unmoving. Elena froze, her breath catching slightly. “I care about you, Elena,” he said, voice lower now. More serious. “More than I probably should.” His thumb moved slowly over the back of her hand, as though grounding himself in the moment. “And I’ll do everything I can to help you whenever you need it.” A faint pause. “Maybe soon…” he added, gaze softening, “you’ll figure out who I am.” His eyes met hers again. “You’re smart, Elena. Smarter than any girl I’ve ever met.” The air between them thickened, quiet and heavy, as if the world had stepped back to watch without breathing. Dante reached up slowly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. His touch lingered for a second too long. Neither of them moved away. His eyes stayed on hers. Too focused, too close, as if something unspoken was pulling him in. And for a moment, he couldn't resist...

In the shadow of the green lantern, Karl tapped Voldemort's diary with a hook stained with evil despair. "Poor lonely ghost, you are mine, come out and play, how are we going to carry out this pleasant torture?" On the day when the owl delivered the Hogwarts admission letter, Karl was excited, but also glad that he did not choose "Harry Potter" when he copied books to make money. He was just one step away from biting into the special melon of Avada. After Professor McGonagall arrived, Carl discovered his talent (external plug-in): "Detect Minerva McGonagall, Animagus Transformation... Match Nidalee, Vastaya Xayah Transformation..." It is understandable that they can transform into a cat, but why did Professor Snape match Viego? "Forever lost my love! Defeat with a single glance!

Blanca Frostine transmigrated into the very beast-world novel she’d been reading. Great. Fantastic. Even better? This world had a massive problem. In this empire, beastmen suffered from a condition called Hysteria. When their emotions spiked, they lost control and turned into rampaging monsters. When their emotions dipped too low, they reverted into small, helpless beast cubs. Therapy existed, technically, in the form of rare energy stones—but there was a catch. The stones only worked if they were hand-carved into the exact animal form of the beastman. The more realistic the sculpture, the stronger the calming effect. The more lifelike the carving, the more times it could be reused. Which was where Blanca’s luck kicked in. In her previous life, she’d been a legendary sculptor—wealthy, talented, and famously difficult to deal with. Her works were so vivid they felt like they were breathing. People waited months just to beg for a commission, and because she had zero patience for nonsense, the art world had crowned her with a fitting title: The Sculptress. So when Blanca realized she could carve energy stones better than anyone in this world, romance was not her first concern. Powerful beast husbands? Fated mates? Tragic, handsome generals with emotional damage? She waved all of it away. “I’ll date later,” she decided calmly. “After I get rich.” And so, instead of a love story, she opened a shop. A small, suspiciously low-effort store suddenly appeared on the Regional Network, selling palm-sized sculptures carved with terrifying realism. Just looking at the screen was enough to calm raging emotions. The empire lost its mind overnight. Orders flooded in. Nobles panicked. The military took notes. Unfortunately, the shop owner was… Lazy, sharp-tongued, and deeply uninterested in customer satisfaction. “No rush orders.” “No refunds.” “Stop messaging me at 3 a.m.” “And stop flirting in the reviews.” Still, her sculptures sold out within seconds. What Blanca didn’t expect was the growing number of powerful beastmen who began appearing in her life—each claiming they just needed emotional treatment, each lingering a little too long, each staring at her hands like they were something far more dangerous than weapons. After all, in an empire full of beasts who lost control when their emotions ran wild, Blanca Frostine was the only one who could calm them with a touch. And while she kept insisting she wasn’t interested in love— Love, unfortunately, seemed very interested in her. “Screw finding a husband,” Blanca thought, carving another masterpiece. “…Why do they keep lining up anyway?”

"Synopsis: My child, on the day you were born, the very name 'Tohsaka Rin' echoed throughout Fuyuki City. My child, I watched with pride as you grew day by day, becoming the incarnation of the 'Iron Fist'. You must remember, we have always lived in this world with elegance and 'wisdom'. I also believe you will use the power of 'dropping the ball' with caution. But true victory is leaving the blame to me. One day, my life shall reach its end, and you shall become a Magic God!"

Alix, a devoted player of Strongest Kingdom, finds himself reincarnated as his in-game avatar—the powerful and fearsome Demon King—in a mysterious and unfamiliar world. Armed with his gaming prowess and a penchant for stirring up trouble, Alix must navigate a realm fraught with danger, intrigue, and opportunity. As he discovers the secrets of his new domain, forms alliances, and faces relentless foes, one thing becomes clear: chaos follows wherever he goes. Will Alix rise to become the ultimate ruler, or will his wild antics lead to his kingdom's downfall? Join him in this thrilling, action-packed adventure where strategy, humor, and epic battles collide!

Zeus finds herself at the center of an overwhelming storm of affection—and obsession—from her own divine sisters. Hades, the cold and aloof eldest sister: “Zeus… you belong to me. As my younger sister, isn’t it only natural for you to bear children for me?” Poseidon, the yandere second sister: “Zeus, my precious little sister… let’s become one… completely.” Hera, the jealous third sister: “Zeus, destiny has made us husband and wife! Oh… of course, you’re mine.” Demeter, the energetic fourth sister: “Zeus, you wouldn’t just abandon your older sister and run off with those fools, would you?” Hestia, the obsessive fifth sister: “Zeus… hehe… I won’t remain a virgin goddess any longer. Take me!” Surrounded by divine love twisted into obsession, Zeus must face the impossible challenge of navigating the desires of gods who refuse to let her go.

[Warning: Mature content | Dark romance] Aliana Vanderbilt is the witty, fierce heiress to a multi-billion-dollar empire. She always lived life on her own terms, until one fateful night changed everything. After a brutal accident involving a "lost child" that only she could see, Aliana woke to a terrifying new reality. By day, she is haunted by restless spirits. By night, she is consumed by vivid, steamy dreams of a mysterious man with icy blue eyes. Her search for a solution comes to an abrupt halt when she finally comes face-to-face with Gavriel Valentine. An enigmatic man sitting at the pinnacle of a rival business empire. He is dominating, dangerous, and everything Aliana should avoid. Yet, he alone possesses the power to end her misery. Whenever she is near him, the ghosts vanish. Driven by a desperate need for peace, Aliana bulldozes into Gavriel’s life with a scandalous demand. However, what she does not expect is his counter-offer… that she must marry him. What happens when two strong-headed personalities are tied together in a sacred union? Will they find peace, or will it spell disaster? ..... Excerpt: “I warned you, didn’t I, Aliana?” His deep, masculine voice reverberated through the air like silk. Her name rolled off his sinful lips so seductively that it made her want to roll her eyes in reluctant delight. That thought alone made her brows knit in confusion until she heard him continue, “You step into my world, and I will ruin you in ways you never imagined.” Aliana shivered, not only at the warning he had given her far too many times, but also at the way his icy blue eyes pierced her so intensely that it felt as though she might burn and freeze all at once. Ignoring her thrumming heartbeat, she drew in a sharp breath and replied, “You did… but didn’t I say there is nothing I love more than a challenge? If you’re going to ruin me, Gavriel, at least make sure you’re the only one left standing when the dust settles.” His eyes widened ever so slightly before he rose from his armchair and padded across the carpet to stand right before her. The moment his fingers lifted to touch her chin, a jolt of electricity shot down her spine as he leaned in and said, “You want to play a dangerous game, Aliana…. and make no mistake, this devil loves to play.” Tilting her chin closer to his face, he whispered, “So here’s my offer, Aliana…. marry me.” .... The book cover is mine, don't use it.

They say the reflection in the mirror is your opposite. But… Does it really have to be this opposite?! After transmigrating into Douluo Dalu 2, Jiang Shengyu awakens a martial soul called Mirror Flower, Water Moon, which allows him to imprint other martial souls and use their soul skills. But then—he splits. Literally. When Jiang Shengyu wakes up, he discovers he's become two people, yet still shares a single consciousness! Two halves: one male, one female—sharing the same soul, the same senses. From that day on, Mingde Hall gains an unofficial researcher, and Shrek Academy welcomes an unconventional soul master. The two halves set out on different paths, and the world of Douluo begins to shift under the weight of Jiang Shengyu’s existence. He is both the Saint who leads the Sun-Moon Empire to unite the continent, and the God of Destiny who shatters the chains of the divine! PS: Access the complete chapters/series at ‎https://www.patreon.com/c/NanamiTL ‎ ‎ ‎

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.

Konrad wasted his first life as a corporate slave. In his second, he demands control. An angel offers him a world of magic and a new life as the heir to a fallen noble house. Locals even hail him as a prodigy for his past-life knowledge—but every gift carries a curse. Everyone wants a piece of him. His mana is pathetic, yet he must revive his house, fight invaders, and rewrite the laws of magic to survive. His "blessed" life feels more like a brutal gauntlet designed to make him suffer. His guardian angel? The Devil in disguise. But the true danger arrives in the form of the gorgeous women flocking to him. A demoness, an archangel, and an ancient dragon—all with their own agendas, where Konrad is the key. He wanted to be the one pulling the strings. Instead, he finds himself the puppet. But only until he's strong enough to defy the universe itself.

Opening her eyes, she becomes the eldest daughter of the Great General of Liuyin Kingdom. She is the modern girl that transmigrated into a world that only respects the strong. Bullied by her cousins... Broken engagement... She did not care about all of that. Her motto is inspired by one of her favourite anime, Hyouka: "If I don't have to do it, I won't. If I have to do it, I'll make it quick." "You already come into this Lord's hug. Don't you dare to run?" A Lord threatens her. "Do you think I'm scared of you? You can keep dreaming." She spoke back. She just wants to have a peaceful life, however, can she has it? Author Note: - The cover image for this novel credit goes to its creator. I just only edit it -Please check my other novel as well: Reborn: Space Intelligent Woman

Imagine being murdered on your way home to your girlfriend, only to have your soul stolen and handed over to the Demon King as an offering for goods. Could it get any worse? This is the story of a man cursed with a skeleton body, now working alongside the Demon King to unravel the mystery of his new existence. As he navigates this dark new world, he discovers the twelve universes that govern humanity, encountering both allies and enemies along the way. Struggling to regain his humanity, he must master his newfound powers and survive the dangerous politics of the 12 universes. Can he uncover the truth behind his transformation and reclaim his soul, or will he fall to the darkness threatening to consume him? - (1) Castle = custom character that will be blended into the story, art work will be created (5 custom characters so far) (150) PowerStones weekly = Bonus Chapter Golden Tickets = You get to create the power of a world Live discussions on my Discord server: https://discord.gg/nfl/

"What bloodline did you say you have again? A red dragon?" "Yes, the Red Dragon." The wizard jabbed a trembling finger at the ancient crest embroidered on Ethan's robes—a colossal, seven-headed serpent wreathed in flames, crowned with horns and dripping venom. "You call that a red dragon?" Ethan tilted his head with perfect innocence. "Of course. Red dragon, red dragon—looks exactly right to me." The man's face turned the color of old parchment. "Don't play dumb, boy! We wizards read the Bible too! That's no dragon—that's the bloody incarnation of Satan himself!" Ethan Jones blinked, utterly unfazed. "Satan? Really? Huh. Well... is it at least a cool-looking dragon? Red enough for you?" ======================================= Gain access to 30 new chapters ahead at: patreon.com/redofic it will not show in google search , so directly type/paste link