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This is a destined story centered on love, growth, and protection. Shi Jin appears gentle and harmless, yet he has lived for ten thousand years, carrying hidden obsessions and heavy burdens in his heart. A long-buried past drags him into an irreversible tide of fate. He wanders between lies and truth, forced to choose between loss and protection. Along the way, there are meetings and partings, regrets and redemption. In the end, he will understand: True strength is never about conquering the world, but guarding the unextinguished tenderness and faith deep in his heart. With love as his blade, growth as his armor, and protection as his path.

Betrayed by fate. Slaughtered by monsters. Kelvin Sylas Blake was nothing more than a hunter’s son until the night the supernatural world descended upon his home and destroyed everything he loved. He died that night. But death was not the end. Chosen by a living Astral Star, Kelvin awakens as the first Nexarii, a solar-born predator with the power to evolve beyond the limits of immortality itself. With a star bound to his core, Kelvin is forced into a hidden world ruled by vampire monarchs, ancient witch bloodlines, demon royalty, and human kingdoms on the brink of collapse. As his power grows, so does the truth behind his existence. And when the secret of a twin sister connected to a terrifying dark bloodline begins to surface, the balance of power itself begins to fracture. This is not a story about survival. This is the rise of the Ultimate Hunter.

Su Xiaomeng always thought her life would be very ordinary. Born into a cultivation family in the Upper Realm, her talent was good—but that was all there was to it. Everything changed when she reached the Nascent Soul Realm. The door she had always ignored in the corner of her sea of consciousness suddenly activated, pulling her soul into the three thousand lower realms. Each world held different and varied cultivation methods: a realm of orthodox cultivators, a world for taming beasts, an advanced scientific civilization, and countless more. But across all these worlds, she kept meeting the same familiar figure. That person colored her dreams and became the reason she never stop exploring those realms. What to expect - Multiple different worlds with different power systems and progression methods Lots of comedy and fun, sprinkled with romance and tragedy This is a yuri but I didn't get a tag on webnovel while making the novel so writing here.

When seventeen-year-old Damon Vale lost his mother, his whole world cracked—not with grief, but with an impossible truth. Damon is no longer just a high schooler dealing with gangs and betrayal; he is the secret descendant of the celestial Queen of Woewyn, a realm where memory, time, and spirit intertwine. Raised on Earth by a mother who lied to save his life, Damon is burdened by a forbidden power that literally bends light and is constantly on the verge of purging his own body. Now, ancient gods and demons are pouring onto Earth, some disguised as humans, Chronisouls— some torment, some help. For Damon, the choice is simple: Embrace the divine power that burns him from the inside out, or watch his life on Earth, including the one girl who sees past his walls, shatter forever. From quiet rooftops(literally) to cosmic wars(also literally), Damon must discover if saving existence means losing the fragile human he was trying to be.

The feeling was fleeting, sharp—a sudden and terrifying void where his past should have been. A beautiful face he once loved… now mere grains of sand slipping through Clark's fingers. All that remained for him now was his name: Clark. This forgetting was incredibly potent. Clark felt an intense headache in every pore of his head. He began to see his surroundings. He was wearing rusty metal armor. When he looked ahead, he saw a strange man. He was calm, holding a nearly empty bottle of liquor. This man had lit a fire and was sitting beside it. Next to him was a rotting, dead corpse. The stench of blood was piercing, revolting to Clark's senses. Clark was tense, his hand on the sword beside him. He didn't understand why, but it was the survival instinct within him. The man looked at Clark. His voice was unsettlingly calm. • "Don't trouble yourself reaching for that sword. I didn't kill him, I found him like this with an empty bottle." Clark ignored the dizziness and sat beside the man, his hand still on the hilt. Clark's voice sounded as if his vocal cords were frayed from hunger. • "Who are you? What is this place?" • "My name is Jin. I woke up in a field of corpses. You were the only breathing thing. So I dragged you here." I was hoping you had answers. About me. About any of this." Clark's expression froze. He hadn't comprehended that he had amnesia. "What do you mean 'about you'?" Jin replied with a helpless smile. "I don't know. I've lost… everything. All that's left for me is instinct. The need to survive. That's all." Enjoy reading it!

The world ended once—quietly, in fire and forgotten gods. In the ruins of Bhūtala, three broken youths survive a battle they were never meant to win. Abhi, Aryan, and Ahaan are ordinary—wounded, defeated, and powerless—yet something ancient has begun to stir within them. Long before cities fell and skies burned, divine knowledge shaped the fate of worlds. That knowledge was buried. Sealed. Lost to time. Now, echoes of it are awakening. As remnants of advanced technology clash with forgotten myth, the three are drawn into a war that predates humanity itself—one where gods fade, civilizations collapse, and power demands a price. Guided by a shadowed mentor and hunted by forces that should not exist, they must grow stronger or be erased from history. Ancient weapons. Lost battles. Three destinies converging toward a single, inevitable truth. This is not a story of heroes born strong. It is the story of survivors who must rise—or be consumed by the aeons that came before them. Aeons Nirvana is a myth-forged science fantasy saga of progression, sacrifice, and the rebirth of legends.

Born from a multitude of dying stars that once consumed the blackness of space, it was born formed to outlive and crush entire galaxy and everything will die by his hands its is his main purpose in the vast endless void of space, The story follows Magnus or Omega as he navigates a deadly, evolving rift while confronting the complexities of love, choice, and self-discovery. Amid relentless attacks and life-threatening challenges, Magnus’ journey is not just about survival, it is about understanding himself through Alexa, the person who inspires both his protection and devotion. True love, the story shows, is inseparable from understanding: recognizing another’s worth, respecting their agency, and acting decisively without imposing. As the rift tests every skill, strategy, and moral choice, Magnus learns that his actions, decisions, and sacrifices are ultimately a reflection of his own fundamental purpose, the personal truth that defines who he is and why he chooses to love, protect, and intertwine his path with hers.

Just a heads up: this story is set in an ancient world, but the characters might occasionally sound a bit more modern. I wanted to keep it lively and relatable, so don’t be surprised if you catch some phrases or expressions that feel like they belong in today’s world! ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** Caution: This book contains mature content and is intended for adult readers only. She was too weak to stand beside him. And his heart already belonged to another. Azura Moryn knows the rules of the Crescent Moon Pack:power is everything, and without it, you are nothing. Rankless and orphaned, she has survived on the edges by being invisible. But invisibility is not weakness, it’s a choice. Behind her quiet exterior is a resilient spirit, a surprising bravery, and a clumsy, lovable heart that refuses to be crushed, even when the odds are impossible. Rhydor Drakemire has everything. Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, feared and respected. Groomed for greatness. And deeply in love with the woman he plans to make his Luna. So when fate makes Azura his mate, the choice is simple. He rejects her. A weakling has no place beside an Alpha. And he refuses to give up the woman he loves. The bond should have shattered. Instead, something ancient awakens. Forbidden magic stirs beneath the pack lands. Golden light erupts. Pain tears through them both. And when they wake, the world is wrong. Azura opens her eyes inside the Alpha’s body, strong, powerful, untouchable. Rhydor wakes in hers, powerless, scorned, and unseen. Now their souls switch without warning, trapping them in each other’s skin while enemies circle closer and the pack begins to fracture. Every secret they uncover changes what they thought they knew, about strength, about weakness, about each other. And beyond the pack borders, a brutal Alpha King rises, draining Lunas and hunting power in his obsession with immortality. Old prophecies resurface. Whispers spread of a truth long buried: Only a female Alpha can bring him down. As forbidden magic stirs and betrayal creeps closer than loyalty, an ancient legacy refuses to stay buried any longer. Azura is about to learn the truth of her own blood. And the mate Rhydor rejected may be the one fate chose to change everything. Some bonds are broken by pride. Some curses are written in blood. And some destinies can only be uncovered…

Elena Vale never asked to be Moon Sovereign, yet the blood of an ancient lineage pulses through her veins, connecting her to a power older than Territories themselves. When Kael, the Alpha King of the nine territories enters her life, their bond ignites in silver flame — a force that cannot be tamed, a connection that surpasses love, fear, and destiny. But power always has its price. A secretive faction, the Ash Crown, rises from the shadows, determined to fracture the throne and reshape the world under a single ruler. Worse, a vital entity, the Hollow Flame, bound centuries ago beneath the palace, awakens, drawn to Elena’s unique bloodline. Its influence tests loyalty, corrupts minds, and demands obedience — yet it can be contained, if she and Kael can learn to rule together. The Alpha’s unbroken Bond is a gripping supernatural romance and epic werewolf fantasy that fuses high-stakes politics, forbidden desire, and dark ancient magic. It is a story of love tested by fire, of destiny rewritten through unity, and of a world forced to confront the power of choice — where the strongest bond is not the one of blood, but of trust, and the fiercest battle is not against enemies outside, but the darkness lurking beneath the crown.

In a world governed by Nine Heavenly Realms, where mortals, saints, and gods ascend through layers of power, a single map determines fate: the Heavenly Map, capable of rewriting existence itself. Yuexin, the last surviving heir of a destroyed clan, awakens beneath a blood-red eclipse with the map imprinted on his soul. Betrayed, hunted, and shunned, he begins a journey through mortal lands, spirit islands, and celestial courts, confronting rival clans, divine enforcers, and shadowed assassins. Along the way, Yuexin meets warriors, saints, and god-kings — both male and female — whose allegiance, love, or enmity can shape his destiny. Among them are Lady Yuenei, the serene Saintess of Spirit Lake; Lian Yue, the playful but deadly childhood friend; and Mo Ying, the cold Crimson Valkyrie whose heart falters only for him. From mortal veins to the Void Beyond Heaven, Yuexin must survive blood-soaked battlegrounds, forbidden Dao, and the abyssal temptation of devouring souls to rise. Each step unlocks fragments of the Heavenly Map, revealing hidden truths: Heaven is not benevolent — it is a cage, and only those daring enough to devour it can break free. Power. Betrayal. Love. Sacrifice. In a realm where gods can fall and mortals can rise, one boy’s journey will shake the heavens themselves.

In a fantasy world where gods, magic, and levels exist, usually, a low-level undead like a skeleton in a dungeon is pretty mediocre. Luckily for this decently new and particularly lucky cadaver, the God of Undeath is growing bored, and has accumulated a bit too many unused Divinity Points compared to the more active gods. With proper sapience unlike their fellow low-rank undead, along with a bored deity watching closely, our unnamed protagonist is soon to begin their new life—er, unlife.

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[Completed] - I'm planning to write more extra chapters for this novel. [Rewrite done] === Su Min transmigrated into the game world of "Path of Immortality" right after creating her character. Now she's a fallen noblewoman whose clan was executed as scapegoats for a certain prince's rebellion. At just fourteen years old, she's become the target of a powerful being that wants her body. With the Emperor also wanting her dead, she's being hunted by the entire empire. A fugitive and utterly alone, how will she survive in this increasingly dangerous world? (Note: I'm currently refining the translation to smooth out the prose. If you spot small changes during a re-read, that's why! The story itself remains the same.)

Note: I already revise the translation and fix the flaw. Everything should be following the raw version from title and synopsis. BUT! The chapter... Yeah, bear with it. I'm pissed off with Faloo. ... Reborn in a parallel world invaded by a dimension, the system awakened, and obtained the peak template of the biggest boss in Demon Slayer: Kibutsu Muzan! Become the first demon! The absolute ruler of demons! It has the ability to transform other creatures into demons by distributing blood to them, and has been rated as a legendary disaster by the Human Alliance! The Twelve Demon Moons he founded shocked the world and became a terrorist organization feared by everyone. Many years later, when the Human Alliance defeated the epic disaster, the Death Abyss Demon Worm, they were shocked to discover the forbidden power in the eyes of the demon worm. "Lower string...five?" The one they paid a heavy price to defeat was just the abandoned pawn, the former Twelve Demons of the Lower Moon? ... Mister_Spontaneous: Did you enjoy reading it? Or... Did you suffer from it? Either way, search Mister_Plagiarist in Liberapay to support me! Your contribution may improve your reading experiences!

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#Modern_Cultivation with #Unique_Cultivation_System #NoCP When her great-grandmother departs for reincarnation, Song Miaozhu inherits a family legacy—a mysterious ghost shop in the underworld. The rules? Location: Fengdu City, Yinshui Alley #414 (Hell’s busiest commercial district) Business Model: Sell yang-world goods to ghosts, earn Hell Coins (1:2 exchange rate to RMB—cha-ching!) Perk: The《Secret Art of Paper Crafting》—a craft that bends the boundaries between life and death. Soon, Miaozhu is rolling in cash, flipping underworld riches into a yang-world fortune. But then—the spiritual energy revives. Suddenly, mundane crafts unlock cultivation. Embroidery masters heal terminal illnesses. Elderly men grow black hair overnight. And Miaozhu? Her paper dolls come alive. While others scramble for spiritual energy, she trades Hell Coins for spirit stones—bypassing the struggle entirely. Problem? Governments, and greedy cultivators want to "recruit" her. But Miaozhu hates chains—whether it’s moral guilt-tripping or forced alliances. Her philosophy? "I’ll cultivate my way, earn my riches, and if you disturb my peace—I’ll bury you in my paper " === English Original Title:《After my grandmother called me home in my dream, the spiritual energy revived》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.)

Through the depths of the stones and the highest of the dancing celestial bodies, the landscape bloomed magnificently; though the bright shell of the earth only further extenuated the long shadows of the land, hiding the darkest skeletons in the most shallow parts of its closet. The darkest skeleton hidden in this world’s closet was a man, a man imprisoned at the ocean floor, cursed to live with the consequences of his actions far after humanity's disappearance. He is just another victim of one of the many crimes prevalent in this world in any era: The crime of a story going unfinished, not in a natural way, but being forcibly executed all to further push the life of his own till the pages overflow. THESE ARE DRAFTS ONLY I haven't edited anything written, and if I have, its only marginal. I plan on editing once ACT 1 is done Please give this a chance. I'm not good at summaries yes I changed the name again. Fight me

In the aftermath of a failed peace agreement in Odessa where Ukrainian President Dmytro Melnyk agreed to cede 2/4 of Ukraine's territory to Russia, NATO forces launch a drone strike that kills both presidents and UN mediators. Lieutenant Nikolai Rozhdestvensky survives the attack and witnesses the event spiral into global nuclear war. The assassination triggers a cascade of conflicts: Russia declares war on NATO and attacks Alaska; China reunifies with Taiwan amid the chaos; and the US finds itself fighting on multiple fronts. As tensions escalate, nuclear weapons are deployed. Nikolai is reassigned to escort civilians to bunkers in Sevastopol, which has been seized by Russian religious mutineers called the Order of Saint Cyril. During the evacuation mission, Nikolai's team fights off drone swarms and deals with the psychological trauma affecting Sergeant Olena Khmelnytsky, a soldier broken by previous combat at Bakhmut. They successfully reach Sevastopol's fortifications, but despite attempts to intercept incoming missiles with S-500 defense systems, six nuclear warheads strike Crimean cities, killing 1.4 million people. Nikolai is vaporized in the blast. In an inexplicable twist, Nikolai's consciousness survives and reconstructs in what appears to be an otherworldly Gothic cathedral decorated with Haemanthus flowers. A mysterious robed woman performs a disturbing liturgical hymn. When one of four other "newcomers" asks a question, the woman brutally mutilates him though he regenerates and manipulates his memory. She then welcomes them as "venerable heroes" at the beginning of their "fantasy," suggesting they've been transported to another world or dimension where death may not be permanent.

In a city where the rain never truly stops and power hides behind forgotten truths, Kael Veyne lives unnoticed — a quiet observer in a world that feels slightly… wrong. Then he begins to remember things that never happened. A battlefield that does not exist. A crown made of bone and light. A voice whispering: You have fallen before. When Kael survives an event that should have killed him, strange glyphs begin to appear around him — symbols no one else can see. With every fragment of forgotten memory he recovers, reality subtly bends. Wounds close. Time hesitates. Shadows obey. But each awakening costs him something. Memories blur. Faces fade. His own reflection feels unfamiliar. He soon learns he is not alone. Others walk the city bearing hidden marks of ascension — individuals who manipulate probability, rewrite events, and harvest fragments of a broken world layered beneath this one. And above them all is The Hollow Crown, an ancient force tied to Kael’s past life — or perhaps a previous version of himself — that seeks to reclaim its rightful vessel. As rival Ascendants close in and the true structure of reality begins to fracture, Kael must choose: Remain human and lose his power… Or ascend once more — and risk becoming something no longer capable of remembering what it meant to be human. In a world built on forgotten cycles, memory is power. And Kael may be the final echo of a god who once rewrote existence.

In his first life, he was a mortal who swallowed a mysterious stone and died of the plague. In his hundredth life, he was a hero who saved the world, only to be betrayed by those he protected. In his nine-hundred-ninety-ninth life, he was a demon who slaughtered millions, only to be erased by the Heavens themselves. Li Fan has lived the same thirty to forty years for thirty millennia. He is trapped in a cruel time loop, cursed by the Dao itself. No matter how strong he becomes, how many empires he builds, or how deep he hides, "Fate" always conspires to kill him before he can reach the peak. The Universe views him as a virus, and it purges him without fail. Now, Li Fan wakes up in his bed for the 1,000th time. But this time, silence greets him. The Cycle Stone fused to his soul has cracked. The energy is gone. There are no more resets. No more do-overs. If he dies now, he ceases to exist forever. Back in his fifteen-year-old body with garbage aptitude and zero cultivation, Li Fan stands on the edge of the abyss. He has lost his immortality, but he has kept something far more dangerous: The perfect memory of 30,000 years of his life experiences. He knows where every ancient ruin will open down to the second. He knows the fatal weakness of every Sect Ancestor. He knows which useless weed will become a divine cure in ten years, and which "genius" is destined to fall. The Heavens treat all living things as straw dogs? Fine. Then Li Fan will become the fire that burns the straw. Let the final timeline begin.