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A two months after surviving the horrors of the Area 51 and The Skinwalkers, Nkumkani finally believes he has earned a moment of peace. Unfortunately, peace seems to hate him. Absolutely despise him. Because on a cold, quiet evening, a thick black fog rolls across Redfern Ridge—silent, unnatural, and carrying whispers that do not belong to this world. Before anyone can react, the fog tears open a rift in reality itself, revealing the entrance to a forgotten world called Nefima. And stumbling out of it is the one person nobody asked for: Nefima the Eternal Necromancer. For 1,890 years, she has been trying to ascend as the Goddess of the Undead. At this point, even the skeletons following her around seem tired of the quest. Someone should really tell her that after nearly two millennia of failing the same promotion, it might be time to pick a different career path. But no—Nefima is stubborn, power-hungry, and now convinced that the key to her godhood lies in the Garden Behind the Fence. Unfortunately, Nkumkani is not the only one who notices her arrival. The witches of the Ashen Coven awaken from their long hibernation, furious that someone else dares to steal their ancient claim to the Garden’s secrets. They rise from their hidden sanctuaries, stirring storms, cursing lands, and causing chaos on a level that even Redfern Ridge wasn’t prepared for. And that is saying something. With the Garden mutating again, the realms cracking open at the edges, undead armies shambling through the streets, and witches dropping curses like confetti, Nkumkani and his allies are forced into another battle for survival. Sasha, Jason, Dreadmoore,Lucifer,Shatterhowl and the others must navigate a war between a necromancer who refuses to give up and witches who refuse to share. The line between worlds grows thinner. The monsters grow stronger. And the Garden Behind the Fence reveals that its mysteries are deeper, older, and far more dangerous than anyone imagined. Nkumkani never wanted to be a hero, but once again, fate hands him the same job description: Save the world, or watch it rot. And this time, the rot has teeth. this is a follow up TO The Garden Behind The Fence go check it out to understand now this is the second phase ok!!!!!!!!!.BYE.

A world where people in a war effort made the next radioactive virus who killed you in a week, four boys nor men fight to utilize the vaccine for their gain, this story about the perspective and autobiography of how Malfonz an immortal man sees the world.

Wonder Woman asked: “Why are you Superman’s younger brother?” Eric smirked: “On the very first day I transmigrated, I crawled into Superman’s infant space pod as a baby, pushed him out, and took his place. That’s how I became a so-called ‘Child of Krypton.’” Superman frowned: “Then why didn’t you save the plane?” Eric replied calmly: “Because I can’t step on air to lift things.” Batman growled: “Why didn’t Kryptonite affect you this time?” Eric’s eyes gleamed: “I wanted to play the role of a Kryptonian and get along with you all, but instead I was treated like an outsider. Fine… I won’t pretend anymore. The truth is, I am Homelander.” This is the story of a transmigrator who seizes Superman’s identity, fools the Justice League, and walks the world as Homelander, a cunning, sinister force disrupting the fragile balance of heroes and villains.

Dominant Omega celebrity Althea Vale wakes up with severe amnesia, only to be confronted by her stunning, ice cold Alpha CEO wife, Haven Hartwell. Haven claims their two year marriage was a cold, calculated "corporate contract" necessitated by Althea's own tyrannical past. Terrified of the monster she used to be, Althea sets out to investigate, armed with a chaotic pinboard, a loyal Golden Retriever, and her confusingly potent pheromones. She quickly discovers two truths: Haven is intensely, secretly devoted to her and the CEO's corporate shield is built on far more profound secrets than just a broken heart. Now, Althea must use her sassy, amnesiac charm to shatter Haven’s emotional control and uncover the truth of their shared past, before her powerful wife's concealed life and the true identity of the woman Althea used to be ruin them both.

Leon Vale’s world stopped when the chamber labeled him F-Rank, no spark, just Empty Core. One dozen sparks in a sea of a thousand chances. A near-miracle of failure, somehow flopped harder than flatlining. In Neo-Veridia, strength rules the game, no exceptions. Those who are tough get hailed as champions; others? They're stuck cleaning up messes. Might makes right here, plain and simple. Leon ended up on the ground. That’s where he landed, no surprise there. Later, the red moon climbed into view. Right after, creatures smashed past the shield. His siblings stood near death yet deep in his Empty Core, an old force stirred awake. [ SHADOW EXTRACTION SYSTEM ACTIVATED ] Leon takes energy from whatever he defeats. Each time a creature falls, he gains more strength. As shadows vanish into him, he drifts toward a mystery - something waits in a space beyond places: a seat atop no land, while a voiceless headpiece calls out to him through empty dark. Yet taking what’s not yours brings trouble. On top of everything else, the Evernight Alliance caught wind. Not just vampires - werewolves too. Old creatures that oughta be myths are poking at the city’s walls, messing up dungeon cores, chasing whatever’s pumping out that dark energy signal. Hunting for him. Leon’s stuck in a risky move, quietly getting stronger so he can shield his folks, hitting school while sneaking around to pull out shadows, acting powerless even though some old, grim force now names him successor. That F-Rank tag? Total fake. His Empty Core isn't broken, it fights. Each darkness he swallows drags him nearer to a reality he can’t face yet Not every seat of power fits a hero. Some crowns come from shadows, built on bones. Some kids just inherit stuff whether they like it or not. The Crimson Moon marked the start. What’s coming next? Things are about to heat up.

I just woke up to find a beautiful disciple feeding me medicine. Caught off guard, I drank it. Only after the disciple left did I look through my past life's memories and realize... Oh my god, you bastard, I've transmigrated into the Secret Chamber Douluo, Qian Xunji??? I start by facing the prospect of being killed by my disciple's revenge. Fortunately, I'm bound to the Douluo Supreme Villain System. As long as I make the righteous characters suffer, I can continuously grow stronger. Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao... Your nightmare has begun. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a TL og name is in reviews. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I don't own soul land or the fanfiction it's just a translation. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- PS1: This story will feature the suffering of Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and Tang Hao. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- PS2: This fic is not a journey of power, action or growth. The mc is already powerful and he simply focuses on messing with yu xiaogang, tang san, tang hao. If you want to read a fic where tang and xiaogang are messed with than this is a story for that but if you want a duoluo fic with adventure or romance then there isn't any. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Eden got struck by lightening while leaving hate-comments on an ongoing Webnovel he hates. And as karma would have it, he woke up as the villain of the novel. In the novel, The emperor had announced that anyone who brings him the head of the Villainous Wizard of EL, will be rewarded handsomely. And So Everyone, Especially the Powerful Male leads of this novel, are bent on killing this Villain - The same villain Eden woke up as! Eden knew he had to do everything to escape death, even if that meant seducing and snatching the male leads of the original female lead to use them as powerful shields! ******* 1st Lead: "I will have your head with this sword if you ever get that close to me again" The Crown Prince threatened. "Well not after I'm done undressing you, Your Royal Highness" Eden shamelessly replied. 2nd Lead: "Why don't you have a drink with me?" The Grand Marquis had poured him a poisoned drink. "Well it'd be sweeter if I drink directly from your mouth My Lord" Eden offered him the drink. 3rd Lead: "Why don't you go bring me my book? Eden" The Grand Duke requested, an ambush set and waiting to kill Eden in the library. "Don't worry My Dear Duke, I have a better book here about two boys making out!" Eden offered. 4th Lead: "I've heard about your Impeccable magical skills Mr Wizard, can you perhaps teach me some?" The Mage requested, aiming to drain Eden's powers and life! "Don't worry sir, tonight I'll teach you a better skill I excel at - in Bed!" Eden tugged his collar. 5th Lead: "Can you help me find a partner to the Royal ball" The naive 'Little' prince was the worst at making evil plots. "Don't worry, I'll be your partner to the Royal Ball" But he was Eden's favourite because he was the least threat! ***** Mr Guide: "Hey Eden, I think something is wrong with the Original Story Plot, Thus You're going to be Mysteriously assassinated at the Upcoming event by someone other than the male leads!!" Eden Cried "What?! Someone Please Get me out of this Novel Right now!"

En un mundo donde los dioses gobiernan con puño de hierro, un alma rebelde decide desafiar el orden divino. Cuando el destino lo empuja a alzarse contra el mismísimo cielo, descubre que la verdadera lucha no es solo por el poder, sino por la libertad. ¿Podrá cambiar el curso del universo o será otra víctima del destino?

Although born of parents of which both are demons,he was a half breed,his eerie existence cloaking a prophecy of doomsday for his kind but he was born with purity. His birth was prevented yet was he begotten,with a fate of which he fought to escape from. His name is Ramses,the Imperial crown prince He's the origin,the end an agent of both destruction and peace. ******************** ***************** Ariane turned abruptly to leave but Ramses blocked her way. Before she could utter another word she found herself in his arms,his hand tightly wrapped around her waist She was so close that she could hear his heartbeat And with those grey eyes peering deeply into hers he whispered, "Despite you being human,not even destiny nor Fate can take you away from me".... Note: This book is in three parts. Part one:In a Demon continent bathed in lies the events occurring when Ramses was a child,an unusual being who is neither demon or human,including the Demon emperor's investigations in the murder of his wife as he fights to protect his son at all cost. Part two:Something different...years had passed with changing times,read to discover... Part three: The present day (modern times).

In a world where strength reigns supreme, Lin Shu walks a path paved with blood and ambition. Marked by ruthless determination, he seeks power above all else, casting aside weakness, mercy, and anything that stands in his way. His journey is one of endless trials, each battle shaping him into something more fearsome, more relentless. To him, domination is not a goal—it is the only path. His hands are stained with the lives of those who dared to cross him, his gaze cold and unreadable, reflecting the abyss he has embraced. He does not chase honor, nor does he care for bonds; all that matters is the ascent, no matter the cost. As he carves his way forward, leaving ruin in his wake, one question lingers: when power is all that remains, what will be left of the man who sought it?

It all started with a dirty little secret. Freshly arrived on the Douluo Continent, I made the "mistake" of overhearing the truth: the famous Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, is no genius—he is a plagiarizing fraud. To silence me, he tried to kill me. Big mistake. On the brink of death, my Martial Soul, the Scarecrow, awakened its true demonic form, dragging me back from hell with a second Martial Soul in hand. Now, I am no longer prey; I am the puppeteer of souls. Yu Xiaogang? I will make the world see your hypocrisy as I twist you into the most despised Evil Soul Master in history. Tang San? Your precious disciple will fall with you, transformed into public enemy number one. As the Demon Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, I will rewrite fate. Death is too merciful a gift for you two... prepare for a fate worse than hell. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 20 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Bankai10

Dugu Feng thought he had won the reincarnation lottery. As the grandnephew of the famous Dugu Bo, the Poison Douluo, he expected a life of luxury, handed-out Immortal Herbs, and Spirit Bones. Reality was a poisonous slap in the face. The Dugu family is in a civil war: the Snake Faction versus the Poison Faction. And to his misfortune, his "dear" granduncle is on the opposing side. Instead of gifts, Dugu Feng faces a death sentence. But fate dealt him an ace up his sleeve: an Ancestral Pearl capable of refining any toxin into pure power. Tang San wants the Immortal Herbs? Too bad, they are already mine. The Douluo Continent despises poison masters? Soon, they will kneel before them. From the shadows, Dugu Feng will pull the strings. The entire continent is his chessboard, and even Titled Douluos are just his pawns. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 20 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Bankai10

In his past life, Huo Yuhao was the obedient son-in-law, Tang San's perfect pawn. He endured manipulation, lost his loved ones, and was forced to serve the Tang Clan. But before the Divine Realm collapsed, Yuhao took his revenge: a dagger in his "father-in-law's" back and a leap into the temporal void. Fate granted him a second chance, but with a cruelly amusing twist: he has awakened 10,000 years before Tang San is even born. When little Tang San finally opens his eyes on the Douluo Continent, thinking he is a unique genius with his "Tang Sect Hidden Weapons," he has no idea that the Supreme God ruling the world from the shadows knows him better than he knows himself. You want to hunt spirit beasts? Those are my pets. You want to found the Tang Sect? Sorry, I patented that idea centuries ago. Yu Xiaogang wants to teach you theory? I wrote the books he plagiarized from. Tang San, welcome to my era. Get ready to dance in the palm of my hand Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/LightKira10

In a world where supernatural creatures are forced to hide behind the scenes, they are forced to stay in the darkness, never revealing themselves to the light of the world. But what if the world itself changed? A world where such creatures didn’t have to hide; instead, they reigned supreme. That is the world Liam Lycann has been thrust into. And as a fellow supernatural creature himself, he is forced out of the darkness and into the light. In a world where monsters rained from the sky, changing the social hierarchy of the world, Liam must survive this apocalypse. He must begin his journey to level up. But can the creature that ascends this new world to be the strongest possibly be a werewolf? Goals: 25 Powerstones = 1 extra chap per week 50 Powerstones = 3 extra chap per week 100 powerstones = 5 extra chap per week Cover made by Shyrlo Join the server: https://discord.gg/23mWAh2ZjS

Transmigrating was something that countless people dreamed of. But when Su Yang discovered that he had reincarnated in a world of cultivation, he couldn't help but panic. With little talent and having lost the favor of his father, Su Yang was forced to seek a way out by himself. Just when everything was going well, and he believed that he would achieve his dreams, he ended up crippled in an unfortunate accident, losing any chance of improving his cultivation further. In his final days, Su Yang couldn't help but look back at his own life. He cursed himself for being the shame of transmigrators. But when he closed his eyes, expecting that he would face the eternal darkness, he finally awakened the goldfinger that he had been longing for. Book of Samsara. Su Yang discovered that he could make use of this mysterious item to continuously reincarnate. At the same time, he could endlessly improve his talent. From that day on, his life changed, and with him changed the fate of the cultivation world. Wielding the Book of Samsara and living one life after another, Su Yang quickly rose, spreading his legend throughout the world. From a mere mortal to a Saint, a Great Emperor, and an Immortal. Many years later, the name Emperor of Samsara had spread throughout the world, making his enemies tremble with fear.

In a modern city ruled by magic, power, and bloodline politics, Prince Caelum Nocthyr is adored by all—and feared by none. Beautiful, gentle, and endlessly kind, he is dismissed as harmless ornamentation within the royal family. His siblings laugh, nobles indulge him, and the city welcomes him as a beloved child of the crown. Only the King knows the truth. When Caelum speaks in an ancient tongue older than magic itself, reality bends. Black suns bloom behind him like a private galaxy, and fate is rewritten without sound or spectacle. From the shadows of the capital, the young prince quietly gathers servants—performers, prodigies, and lost souls—binding them not with chains, but with loyalty, awe, and inevitability. This is not a story of rebellion or conquest. It is the story of a prince so dangerous that the world survives only because it does not recognize him.

In a world torn by war, monsters roam the wilds, and the fragile balance between races teeters on the edge of collapse. Nations fight for control, and a Church that speaks in the name of light walks in its shadow, enforcing its doctrine with unwavering force and a demand for purity. Amid cities ruled with an iron grip and whispers of forgotten legends, one tale rises above the rest - the myth of the Gem of Origin, a relic said to grant its bearer the power to reshape the world. But not everyone seeks prophecy or power. Some fight in silence, hidden in the dark, protecting what little peace remains. And as the Church's influence spreads like wildfire, a far deeper hunt begins - one that will leave nothing unchanged. Milo is a warrior who fights with his fists to protect the stability of his life and the lives of others.

Once the most feared cultivator in history, he died as the world united to erase him. Two thousand years later, he awakens again in the body of a nameless orphan—calm, calculating, and fully aware that the system that trapped him still rules the world. He does not seek justice or redemption, only absolute freedom. Cold, pragmatic, and willing to sacrifice anything for results, he advances through cultivation, politics, and war with terrifying efficiency. Every step forward costs him something irretrievable. This is not a tale of heroism. It is the story of an anomaly determined to escape the cycle itself.

This story follows a woman whose life is forever altered by abandonment. Once gentle, trusting, and deeply in love, she is left shattered and alone at the most vulnerable point of her life. Forced to survive without the man she loved, she reinvents herself emotionally guarded, powerful, and determined never to be broken again. Hidden beneath her strength is a secret that binds her irrevocably to her past, a child born of love and loss. Years later, fate brings her face-to-face with the man who abandoned her. What was buried resurfaces love, regret, unanswered questions, and dangerous emotions that threaten the stability she fought so hard to build.

Some are reincarnated as the shining, pure character known as the hero of the story. Others find themselves as secondary, unknown characters, carrying no weight in the flow of events. And then there are those who are reborn as villains… villains meant to be struck down, forming the very foundation of the hero’s growth. As for me? I was neither a hero, nor an ordinary villain. I was merely a cursed soul, reborn as an experiment within an organization that worships an unknown entity. Am I just a third-rate villain? … I wished it were so. Because the truth is far worse. I am the character who appeared in the very first scene of the game, even before the hero made his entrance. I am… the Vessel.