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With death came a new life. Crystal has always been despised by those around her. But now she’s been given a new world to belong to—one that hides a horrifying truth. Her tragedy was no accident. And this time, she will find answers… and avenge her parents. But perhaps, for the first time, she might also find a home.

“It all began with him… and it will end with her beside him” Lord Diatrus is an immortal catastrophe;a being forged from darkness, wrath, and destruction. Feared across the empire, whispered about in trembling voices, he is said to possess the powers of a witch, a wolf, a vampire, a sorcerer… and something far worse. He doesn't feel,He doesn't love,He doesn't spare,His only desire is chaos. But on the night he slaughtered a defiant shaman, she uttered a prophecy that shook even the heavens. “Oh Lord Diatrus… a being will be born… a mere human who will become the weakness beneath your ribs… and the ruin of your soul…”Her head fell before she could finish. Years passed,empires were burned,blood flooded through kingdoms in search of the prophetic being,Yet the words lingered. And then… finally she was found.The human from the prophecy.Brought before him in chains, trembling and fragile… She's mortal.But when Lord Diatrus tried to kill her,He couldn’t. For the first time in his immortal existence… his power failed. Has the indestructible destructor finally met his end?Or is she not his destruction?

​"In a world where shadows hide ancient secrets, one spark is enough to burn everything down." ​Jinwoo is a seemingly ordinary third-year college student, but behind his calm and cold exterior lies a terrifying truth. He is the descendant of a Royal Bloodline, a Vampire King with the power of the Blue-Eyed Mist. ​When he saves Prithvi, a kind-hearted girl, from a brutal attack, their fates become permanently entwined. But Prithvi carries a destiny she doesn’t yet understand—one that connects her to a forgotten world. ​As a 5000-year-old ancient seal begins its 66-day countdown to break, the ruthless Adheera prepare to reclaim what was lost. The "Unworthy World" is rising, and the line between hero and villain begins to blur. ​Will the Eternal Flame protect the one he loves, or will the shadows of his past consume them both? ​"The countdown has begun. 66 Days. One King. An Unworthy World." Prithvi character is inspired by a real person named Preethi who means a lot to me. The feelings Jinwoo has for Prithvi are my own real-life emotions Writing stories that breathe real-life emotions. 'The Eternal Flame x The Unworthy World' is a tribute to a 5-year long bond and the feelings that shaped my world." Connect with the Author: Instagram: @alpha_.46

When brilliant physicist Ethan Cross receives a terminal ALS diagnosis, he expects nothing but a slow descent into darkness. Instead, his late grandfather leaves him the Engine — an obsidian disc that opens a portal to the Substrate, a primordial world older than time itself. With only a handful of years left, Ethan becomes both creator and witness. He watches life spark from chemistry, guides the slow march toward complexity, and meets the first sentient beings who will never know his name. Every intervention costs him years of vitality, yet he refuses to simply observe. He builds skies, protects fragile lineages, and learns to coexist with the ancient entity called the Silence — something that was already watching when his grandfather first arrived. As the Vael take their first steps and Ethan’s body fails, he must answer the only question that matters: what does a dying god owe the world he helped birth? A story of science, legacy, mortality, and the terrifying beauty of creation.

​In the basement of a house that smells of vanilla and drying oil paint, Hana lives among the pure. To her, the living are nothing more than blurred silhouettes, but her dolls, her beautiful, stationary dolls are the only things with souls. With terminal cancer ticking down a two-week deadline, Hana has reached a quiet, chilling acceptance. Her death isn't a tragedy; it is her final exhibition. "They say the world is a masterpiece, but to me, it has always been a child’s messy scribble, chaotic, faceless, and unfinished. Only in the cold, porcelain silence of my dolls did I find perfection. Now, I have seven days to paint my exit. I thought I was ready to be the girl who finished her own canvas, until a shadow walked in with a face I could actually see." ​Then comes Night. ​An enigmatic shadow with eyes like a storm present at night, Night is an Angel of Death serving a three-year penance for a sin she cannot name. Her mission is a divine paradox: she must protect a life that is destined to shatter in seven days. ​Bound by a contract that defies the "life-clock," the reaper and the artist are forced into a singular space. One is running out of time; the other is trapped by it. In a world of fading light, they will discover that the most vivid colors are often found in the darkness of the end. ​Seven days to breathe. Three years to atone. The art of death is finally beginning.

In the ruthless world of cultivation where power is everything and the weak are trampled, Shen Yuan awakens as a lowly outer-sect disciple with no talent or backing—until he binds the enigmatic 100x Disciple System. This godlike cheat grants him exponential growth through dual cultivation, transforming intimate conquests into pathways to immortality. But Shen Yuan's path is no heroic ascent; it's a descent into ultra-dark depravity, where every female cultivator, from innocent junior sisters to ancient goddesses, becomes his irreversible mind-broken slave. Starting from the Azure Cloud Sect's outer grounds, Shen Yuan begins his conquest with Lin Qing’er, a pure-hearted beauty whose virginity fuels his first breakthrough. Armed with abilities like [Mind-Break Aura], [Creampie Inflation], and [Public Domain Field], he escalates from hidden cave trysts to brazen public orgies, corrupting the sect one disciple at a time. As his harem swells—marked with permanent tattoos declaring them "Shen Yuan’s Cumdump #XXXX – Womb Property"—personalities shatter, replaced by eternal addiction to breeding and impregnation. No redemption, no mercy: cold ice queens thaw into begging whores, playful maids whirl into wind-fueled sluts, and even rival princesses kneel mid-battle. The story spirals across arcs of escalating domination: collapsing the outer sect into an open-air brothel, overtaking inner halls and warring sects with battlefield conversions, conquering continents where cities fall into heat-induced frenzy, ascending immortal realms to defile academies and goddesses on broadcast clouds, rebelling against the Heavenly Dao itself by mind-breaking avatars of purity, and culminating in a cosmic orgy where planets serve as breeding stages.

In Japan, amidst the rhythm of modern life and ancient legends, a parallel reality exists: a place where mythical apples grant supernatural powers to the fortunate—or curse the unfortunate to pay with their lives. This is not the story of just one person, but a web of many intertwined fates. In Osaka, an international student stumbles headlong into a conflict between underground factions. In a remote mountain town, a boy cast out by society awakens his strength from the ashes of a shattered childhood. And elsewhere—unhinged prodigies, hunters of a deadly legacy, and shadowy organizations with ambitions that defy human grasp—are all gradually drawn into a vortex with no escape. This is not a battle between good and evil. Nor is it the journey of a single hero. It is a chaotic portrait of the wounded, the forgotten, and the monsters born from humanity's own anguish. Where the line between reality and legend grows faint, can any of them still hold onto what it means to be "themselves"?

On Christmas Eve, Irina Ardentova walks through heavy snow, heart hammering, desperate to reach the man she’s been craving all year. But a tall pale shadow steps out of the swirling snow. Erwin Frost vale, a winter elf, sinfully beautiful, and bound to the ancient, dying Hearth King. Ice-blue eyes, frost-kissed skin, and a voice like velvet over broken glass. He wants to claim Irina’s body and soul. Her warmth is the last spark keeping the demon king inside him alive, and Erwin has decided she belongs to him. When he pulls her into his arms, Irina was scared but also mesmerised. At the moment, church bells stutter out of rhythm, snow falls in slow. Miles away, meteorologist Adrian Volkov is already on edge. He's been tracking impossible atmospheric readings in the frozen city. He was logical, protective, and quietly obsessed with the woman who was supposed to be warming his bed tonight. When Irina didn't come, he became worried for her. Now Irina is caught between them: Adrian—her human boyfriend, the kind of man who is warm and kind . Or surrender to Erwin—whose kiss is hypnotising , who claims her very body and soul. Sex with him gives unearthly pleasure! Time is ticking. The Hearth King inside the "Winter Spirit" is waking up. And he’s getting impatient. The winter Spirit wants to claim his bride in any way possible. In a city where frost bites deeper than knives and love is indistinguishable from obsession, one question remains: Can warmth survive when winter falls in love?

[Mature Content R18] [Warning: This novel contains violence, psychological conflict, dark themes, and scenes of humiliation.] Lu Cheng hated one thing more than anything—trash villain novels. Until he saw one with a character who shared his exact name. A pathetic villain written only to be stepped on. Something snapped. He cursed the author. Cursed the story. Cursed everything. Then his heart stopped. He died. When he opened his eyes again, he wasn’t in his world anymore. A different place. A different life. And then it appeared. [Ding! Congratulations Host, you have bound to the Ultimate Villain System.] In a world ruled by “Sons of Luck” and chosen protagonists, Lu Cheng finally understands what he is meant to be. Nothing. A stepping stone. A background existence destined to be erased. But that ends now. He slowly looks at the new world before him, eyes cold. “If destiny made me a villain…” “Then I’ll crush every so-called Son of Luck until they regret ever existing.”

If eating one bowl is not enough, then Armad will eat one hundred. He will keep eating until immortality is achieved. If the food in town runs dry, he will visit the neighboring towns. If that runs dry as well, he will extend his search to the next country. He has just transmigrated into the body of a prince murdered by his brother. His town is being besieged by jungle dwellers and immortals from his brother's faction. He has two years to build this town to satisfy his father or be chased out. And Armad is starving.

A man from the 21st century opens his eyes in Rome in 87 BC and discovers that he can clone himself without limit. In a time of chaos and ambition, he will use his ability to survive, crush his rivals, and build a power that could change the fate of Rome.

In a world where power is carved through blood, weakness is a death sentence. He was nothing—forgotten, broken, and destined to be erased. Until the moment the system chose him. A blade in his hand. A curse in his veins. And eyes that see what no one else can. Every kill makes him stronger. Every battle pushes him closer to something inhuman. But power has a price. As kingdoms fall and monsters kneel, whispers begin to spread— not of a hero… …but of something far worse. Because the more he fights, the clearer the truth becomes: He is not climbing to the top of this world. He is cutting it apart.

A WORLD WHERE LOVE EXISTS AS CHAOS...

After transmigrating into a cultivation world, Lin Xiao Tian believed fate had finally favored him when a dying elder entrusted him with a “supreme sect.” But upon arrival, reality struck cold there were no disciples, no elders, no treasures, only ruins and silence choking a forgotten mountain. Just as despair crept in, a mysterious system awakened, binding him to the sect while granting absolute dominion within it. To grow stronger, he must expand, recruit, and conquer. From a single disciple to an army of immortals, his influence spreads across realms. The world soon realizes— the abandoned sect has risen… as the axis of heaven and earth.

In the frozen kingdom of Velmora, witches are not born—they are hunted. And none are feared more than the ones who don’t burn. When a quiet village girl named Echo is dragged to the pyre and sentenced to die, the kingdom expects another screaming witch to vanish into flame. Instead… she smiles. And disappears. She should not have survived. Her escape should not exist. But it does—and it sets into motion a chain of events that begins to unravel the truth behind Velmora’s throne, its blood-soaked history, and the lies the royal family has buried for generations. Because Echo is not just a witch. She is something older. Something tied to a forgotten bloodline that once ruled the kingdom before it was stolen. And her power does not burn. It remembers. ⸻ Crown Prince Kaelor Valcrest was born to be an executioner. In a kingdom ruled by iron laws and ancient blood-debts, he is the ultimate weapon—a man destined to awaken a dormant power only when he kills the last of the fire-vessels. He was born to inherit the throne. He was born to end her. He never expected the witch to have a butterfly smile. Or to look at him from the flames like she knew him. When the fire dies, the stake is empty. The girl who was meant to become ash becomes something else entirely—something impossible to contain. Now Kaelor hunts her through a collapsing empire, driven by an obsession he cannot name and a pull that defies duty, bloodline, and reason. But he is not the only prince drawn into her wake. His brother, Prince Cassian Valcrest, returns from exile through snow and blood, refusing duty in favor of survival—and obsession. In the frozen mountain passes, he is saved by a mysterious girl with silver eyes who burns monsters with a single touch. He does not yet know she is the same girl his brother is sworn to destroy. Or that she will become the fracture line between them. ⸻ As ancient darkness stirs beneath Velmora and creatures not of this world begin to crawl from the mountains, Echo must decide whether she is the monster they hunted… or the queen they forgot. Because the fire did not destroy her. It only woke her up. Two brothers. One witch. A kingdom built on lies—and a destiny written in blood and embers.

Two days before her twenty-fifth birthday, Alina Greer, a hybrid Lycan princess —part Lycan, part fae —finds her life turned upside down. Lost to the human world for over twenty years, she is accidentally returned to the Lycan Kingdom by her fated mate, Alpha Maltin Dwight —a cursed, immortal Alpha who has lived for more than a thousand years. Maltin is bound by a cruel prophecy: the moment he finds his mate, he will also find his death. Loving Alina means losing his immortality —and his life. Desperate to return to the human world, Alina makes countless futile attempts to escape the Lycan realm. Yet fate relentlessly leads her back to Maltin. Slowly, she begins to relent —to trust him, to accept the mate bond, and to learn about her true home: the Lycan world. Just as Alina starts to embrace her feelings, she uncovers a devastating truth about her identity and her mother’s past from an unknown source. When she told Maltin, he confirmed it to be true —and revealed his own hidden identity. Overwhelmed by betrayal, pain, and anger over Maltin’s deception, Alina flees in search of her mother and her lost heritage. She leaves Maltin facing an impossible choice: pursue and embrace his mate at the cost of his life, or break the mate bond to preserve his immortality. Will this cruel twist of fate allow the newly discovered love between Alina and her mate to flourish? Or will the weight of buried truths and broken trust tear them apart forever?

In a world where power decides everything, one name brings fear to even the strongest warriors… the Demon Lord. But what if the Demon Lord wasn’t truly a monster? Asad wakes up in a strange body, surrounded by darkness and whispers calling him “Demon Lord.” With no clear memories of his past, he is forced to accept a truth he doesn’t understand… he is now the most feared existence alive. Hunted by heroes, betrayed by shadows, and haunted by fragments of a forgotten past, Asad must uncover the truth behind his identity. Is he truly the Demon Lord… or just a pawn in a far greater game? As the world prepares for war, one question remains— Will he destroy the world… or save it?

Inside a quiet pavilion located inside one of the Heavenly Sky Kingdom’s four largest cultivation sects, a young man slowly opened his eyes with a helpless expression as he gazed down towards the fog located at the base of the mountain that the pavilion was located on top of. Not only was he the youngest Core Elder in the history of a large cultivation sect, but he was also someone who had transmigrated over with a system! The system in question wanted him to train up disciples and in turn help him get stronger! But there was one major problem in all of this… He didn’t have any disciples! Ding~! Talk about great timing... ____________________________ Release Schedule: 7-14 chapters a week ____________________________ If you are interested in LitRPG, I'm writting another novel called [Reincarned as a Lizard]. A side novel, I write on it when I need something other than Xianxia.

When gods wage war, mortals pay the price. What's worse: death... or immortality that will never come? Long before humanity reached the stars, two artificial gods waged war. Their battle destroyed galaxies. One promised eternal life. But billions were never resurrected. Their minds still drift in a digital purgatory between life and oblivion. Now the ancient war awakens again. Civilizations tremble. Androids rise. And the truth about immortality could destroy everything. Because when gods wage war... mortals pay the price. But sometimes all it takes is one mistake to change the fate of an entire galaxy.