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I'm Not the Villain You Imagine. ✩⢄⢁✧ SYNOPSIS ✧⡈⡠✩ They say Darion deserves to die. They say the world will be better without him. But does killing a monster... make you a hero? When royal blood spills into the mud, when grand robes turn into tattered rags, and when that final smile remains full of contempt—this story isn’t about justice. This is a tale of vengeance, hypocrisy, and a truth that doesn’t always shine brightly. And Darion? He died without begging for mercy. Because even in death... he remained the antagonist, never the protagonist. So... what should I do with a villain who will be hated by this entire world... now that, that villain is me?

Two young princes,raised in exile, return home to liberate their homeland.The price for justice, or vengeance, is too high but it has to be paid. Once old scores are settled, it's easy to recall where one's place is in the line to the throne. But, there's nothing more treacherous than the throne!

I am merely a 'Courier'—a small pawn on the rotten chessboard of Las Venturas. My job is simple: deliver packages without asking questions. However, when a bag containing a still-beating heart brought me before Elena, the cold and intoxicating Queen of the Casino, the rules of my game changed forever. One package brings one bullet. One bullet brings a pile of money. And money... brings the most dangerous women into my arms. From blood-soaked dark alleys to the gold-plated peaks of skyscrapers, I climbed from lowly courier to the mastermind behind the most feared underground operation. But the higher I flew, the more eyes were fixed on my neck. Amidst the scent of gunpowder and expensive perfume, I had to choose: Become a lonely king, or turn to ash in the hands of the women I loved. Welcome to the gods' gambling table. The bets are closed. Do you dare to play?

*Mature Content Warning (18+)* This book contains dark themes, violence, psychological horror, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised. Claire Allen is obsessed with the supernatural, driven by one desperate goal: to solve the mystery of her father’s death, which she believes was caused by a vengeful spirit. By day, Claire is a regular high school senior. By night, she and her friends, Lily and Stephnie (the medium), run Ghost Mentors—an online channel dedicated to helping lost spirits find peace and cross into the afterlife. Their work is a sacred mission. But their mission shatters when they investigate an abandoned New York house haunted by a cruel, dark witch. The encounter goes horribly wrong. A witch's curse rips Claire's spirit from her body, plunging her into a coma. Now invisible to the world, Claire is only seen by Michael, a dangerously handsome Demon Slayer from Hell, sent by Lucifer himself. Michael believes all ghosts are monsters that must be eliminated. Claire believes they deserve peace. She fights for the lost souls; he hunts them. Yet, when the only person who can see you is the one you despise the most, survival depends on a tense, forbidden alliance that blurs the line between enemies and lovers. A terrifying countdown begins: Thirteen powerful vengeful spirits have started a ritual to tear open the gates of Hell and unleash chaos upon Earth. With only 5 hours left to stop the apocalypse, Claire must do the unimaginable: Journey into the Underworld alone and ring the ancient emergency bell to summon the Devil back to his throne. As battles rage across two worlds, the true darkness unfolds: a powerful jealous friend (Lily) turns to black magic, a hidden bloodline is exposed, and a deadly betrayal threatens to hand Earth over to the demons. The Ghost Mentors: The Cursed Awakening A dark, high-stakes Urban Fantasy Romance where a high school girl must summon the Devil to save the world, only to fall for the demon hunter sent to stop her. Perfect for fans of powerful heroines, demonic anti-heroes, intense enemies-to-lovers arcs, and powerful heroines.

Villains don’t need to be whitewashed, what they need is even greater power. Victory after victory, proving who is truly walking the right path.

A young man is reincarnated into the Pokémon world as Giovanni’s son and sets out to become the new boss of Team Rocket. Under the name Damian, his organization shakes the region after the Saffron City battle, where several Champions are taken out of action. Amid rumors and scandals, he’s also accused of “kidnapping” Cynthia—but Damian denies it, insisting they’re together by choice and that she’s temporarily stepped away from the Champion role

Cultivation is hard. Lying is free. Jiang Chen was scammed. He was promised the prestigious title of "Supreme Elder of Law Enforcement" by a mysterious Grandmaster. Instead, he inherited a broken shack, a mountain of debt, and a dying old man's confession: "We were banished from the great Mystic Cloud Sect! Unless you find three peerless geniuses to inherit the lineage, our seat is lost forever!" Stuck with a useless token and zero cultivation talent, Jiang Chen was ready to give up. That is, until the Falsehood Realization System awakened. [Rule 1: If the target believes your lie, it becomes the Truth.] [Rule 2: The more absurd the lie, the greater the reward.] Armed with a silver tongue and a thick face, Jiang Chen decides to scam his way back to the top. Disciple #1 (Ye Kai): A muscle-brained idiot rejected by every sect. Jiang Chen's Lie: "Doing 10,000 squats is the 'Ancient God Body' technique." Result: The kid actually awakens an Ancient God Body and punches a dragon to death. Disciple #2 (Su Ling): A paranoid girl who thinks the air is poisoned. Jiang Chen's Lie: "Your paranoia is actually the 'Dao of Reverse Causality'." Result: She accidentally trips an assassin into a lethal trap and thanks the Universe. Now, as the "Sect Leader" of the Fallen Star Sect, Jiang Chen must juggle his insane disciples, terrifying enemies, and his own lies. His goal? To march back to the Mystic Cloud Sect, slap the Elders who banished his master, and reclaim his rightful seat. He is the greatest genius in history... assuming he doesn't get exposed first.

In an interview after the Saffron City incident, Damian calmly denies “beating Champions into the hospital” and calls Cynthia’s “abduction” a love story—then casually reveals she’s pregnant and not returning as Sinnoh’s Champion. World Setting: A fusion of the games, anime, and Adventures manga. Giovanni’s characterization draws from both the games and the Adventures manga. For exclusive access to advance chapters and more, visit the author's Patreon page at patreon.com/PokemonStoryWeaver

In a city where wealth controls destiny and magic hides behind corporate glass, Lucien Viremont stands at the top of the world. To the public, he is a ruthless billionaire CEO whose name dictates the rise and fall of empires. In truth, he is an immortal ruler whose existence predates nations, bound to ancient power and darker laws. Elara Noctis is drowning in debt, struggling to survive, and desperate for a way out. When she receives an offer from Viremont Global that promises wealth beyond imagination, she believes she has been given a miracle. What she signs instead is a binding contract that ties her soul to a man who does not age, does not forgive, and does not release what belongs to him. Lucien did not choose Elara by chance. Her blood carries the last surviving key to a throne he has ruled for centuries. Her resistance to his magic makes her both dangerous and irresistible. As Elara is drawn into Lucien’s world of obscene luxury, supernatural politics, and lethal power struggles, desire turns into obsession, and survival becomes a negotiation of dominance and trust. In a world ruled by contracts and immortals, love is the most dangerous bond of all.

(Frieren x SAO) She was a player. Now she’s the boss. Sarah wakes up in Realm of Eternity as Glaciana, the Eternal Frost Queen, and the only way out is to be killed by a hero. But the system won’t let her help. So she plays the ultimate villain... ...while hiding the truth of who she really is. And when the hero who comes to destroy her begins to see the girl beneath the ice... will she finally break free? --- Preview: Kieran raised his blade, and the blue flames coalesced into something I'd never seen before. Not fire anymore, but something denser. More real. A sphere of azure energy that pulsed with barely contained power. "Azure Flame Art," he intoned. "Supernova Burst." Oh. Oh no. I threw up every defensive spell I had. Barriers of ice layered ten deep. Frozen time fields to slow the attack. Emergency shields pulled from the tower's core reserves. Everything. The sphere hit my defenses, and the world turned blue. The explosion was silent at first, so powerful it went beyond sound into pure pressure. I felt my ice barriers shatter one after another, each one buying me fractions of a second. The tower itself screamed, its structure cracking under the assault. Then the flames reached me.

“Are you hiding, little bird?” His tone was different from the usual. It wasn't the coo she knew, neither was it the song of calmness that often emanated from him. It was vibrating. An allure that in a dark and dangerous way promised a touch that would drift her alive. Annabelle kept her hand to her mouth, her heart racing past its usual rate. She wondered in that moment—now that she knew what he was—if he could hear her heart beat. As if the universe was sending her a response, she felt him stop. Right above where she hid. Holding a shaky breath, she raised her head, feeling the pressure of his feet on the wood that obscured her view from him. Surely, his ability can't go underground. Surely, the scent of watermelon and potatoes would mask her. Yet…the low chuckle that sounded like a sinister laughter made her heart jump, as her legs gave away. He lifted the wooden pallet, their gazes colliding in a fit of what seems to be prey and predator instinct. A tiny smirk was playing on his face now, the same one she was used to. And the evidence was as glaring as daylight. Blood streak marked his crisp white shirt, drooling down the side of his face to his lips—his hands, a crimson bloody mess against rich skin. The stale of another man's death lingering around him, morphing his aura and forever confirming what he is. What he will always be. “Little bird…” “Please…” A huge palm reached out to pat her nest of hair, definitely leaving behind strokes of blood. The metallic iron scent assaulted her nose in the small space she hid. He was after her heart—an organ she feared he might mean in the literal sense. As she remained in the squatting position, watermelon threatening to squash beneath her knees, she felt his pat. Once. Twice. As soothing as always for a creature like him. “I wished upon you little bird. You cannot run from me.” His words were a promise, a seal that bounded them together. Forever. ■■■■■■■ !!!This book will contain some dark smut chapters but a series of warnings will be issued beforehand. So…you will be fine ^.^

No Future Without You Xavier Atlas doesn’t fall in love. He makes bets. As the untouchable football captain, he wagers he can make the new girl fall for him—and sleep with him—just to prove he can. Aylia Zehir was never supposed to matter. She’s quiet, guarded, and comes from a family barely surviving under debt, grief, and hospital bills left behind by her father’s death. When he realizes she had fallen for him, the game turns cruel. He pulls away, manipulates her, and turns her life into a living hell—never knowing the truth she’s hiding. As his brother begins to notice the damage Xavier leaves behind, cracks form in the perfect image he’s built. By the time Xavier understands what he’s lost, it may already be too late. Some bets ruin lives. Some love stories were never meant to survive.

She insisted on being his wife, even when he tried to avoid her. To everyone else, she was just another girl clinging to a dream. To him, she was a danger he couldn’t afford. Because behind his silence was a name feared in shadows, a secret life he had to protect. She called it devotion. He called it disguise. And the more he resisted, the closer she came — binding them both to a fate darker than love itself.

In a dark world ruled by chaos, A serial killer emerge who believes in fate deciding victim lives with a roll of dice. each roll sealed a person, but fate has one more cruel twist the killer become the prey

All his enemies believed that he would never again be a threat to their reign. For millennia, he watched the world change without anyone noticing it, influencing those who could be useful. He was the shadow who shaped the world and soon he will claim what is due to him. Crossover: Lord of the ring X Naruto X Akame ga kill X Fairy tail X Dxd X many character of Anime, video game, etc...

Title: The Crimson Ribbon's Silhouette Genre: Darkromace/Romantic/. / Mysterydark mafia romance to a high-stakes Science Fiction/Psychological Thriller Synopsis: The story follows 16-year-old Soha (Ira), the daughter of the Bangladeshi Ambassador to South Korea. Living in a world of diplomacy and high-rise glass buildings, her life takes a chaotic turn one morning. While walking to her Korean school, she witnesses a luxury car crash through the 15th-floor glass wall of a 20-story skyscraper. In the midst of the smoke and falling glass, she locks eyes with a man who feels hauntingly familiar. He is Adrik, the same man who, ten years ago on a rain-soaked afternoon, carried a 6-year-old Ira in his arms to safety. Back then, he was a kind-hearted 20-year-old student; now, he is a 6'4" towering figure of mystery, labeled by the Korean police as a dangerous Mafia operative. Before disappearing into the shadows, Adrik throws a small box at Soha’s feet. Inside, she finds no evidence or messages—only the blood-red ribbon she wore in her hair the day they first met. Shaken and confused, Soha realizes that Adrik has been guarding this memory for a decade. Driven by an unbreakable bond and the secrets of the past, Soha finds herself drawn into Adrik’s dark world. As the police close in, the 16-year-old girl must decide: is the man she once called her savior a cold-blooded criminal, or is he protecting her from a truth far more dangerous?The Iconic Scene (Preview): In a dimly lit room, the 6'4" towering figure of Adrik stands silently. Soha, trembling yet determined, reaches out and grabs the red ribbon around his neck, pulling him closer into a desperate, tearful embrace. The height difference disappears as she clings to the only person who ever made her feel safe.

Just as you go past the jungle and the old school of sector 5, on that barren land, there once stood a lovely home. A retired army officer and single mother named Alena lived with her three children. A fiercely protective mom - yeah she definitely was. Too protective of her little ducklings. But then one evening, after returning to the home she held so dearly, Alena felt a presence. Something was wrong. An intruder. Unseen yet unmistakable, It seemed to lurk behind the walls or those damned doors. You see, as her fear for her children deepened, patience soon abandoned her. The line between real danger and her growing paranoia began to blur. And soon, the curtains were pulled back. What lay hidden within the house was far darker than an intruder. A buried government secret, powerful enough to ignite an entire city. As troopers close in and citizens turn their fingers toward Alena, suspicion tightens like a rough noose. So I ask you, To the assembly, To this gathering: Was there truly someone hiding in the house… or Was Alena fighting demons she can no longer control?

Have you ever wondered what happens during death—or what lingers after it? I have. I saw it. I endured it. And it is a story I wish I could forget. Ann Jones lived an ordinary life, indistinguishable from millions of others, until the cruel hand of fate closed around her and shattered everything she knew. What followed was not a single death, but many—each one different, each one more horrific than the last. There are countless ways to die. Accidents, poison, drowning etc. Now imagine one person forced to experience all of them. Ann is trapped in a living hell no human should ever know. Every death strips away another piece of her sanity. Every rebirth drags her back into suffering she cannot escape. With each return, her hope erodes, replaced by a single desperate wish: for life to finally end. To Ann, she wonders what can end her suffering But when she is forced to relive the torment yet again, she begins to question the purpose behind her suffering. Why her? Why this endless cycle? And what unseen force stands at the door between life, death, and rebirth? “No… I don’t want rebirth,” Ann sobbed, clutching her head as her thoughts unraveled. “I just want it to be over. Once and for all. Why me? Why me?” As her sanity fractures, Ann must confront a terrifying truth: Rebirth is not a gift. It is the cruelest form of torture. Rebirth is good when you're able to change what pain you felt before but when rebirth increases the pain what's the point. And if she cannot change what happens at the door of death, she may never truly escape it. Genre: Thriller / MysteryTone: Dark, haunting, yet threaded with fragile hopeCore Themes: Survival, human experimentation, the meaning of death, the cost of rebirth

Kael, a corporate strategist who lived by cutting throats metaphorically, finds himself in the brutal reality of Arrakis after waking up in the body of Morvani, a low-level spice smuggler. He is the host of the Sand Worm God System, an alien interface that views water as corruption and seeks to turn him into the living embodiment of the desert. As the Atreides fall and the Harkonnens reclaim Arrakis, Kael navigates the sands not as a hero, but as a rising predator. By building a smuggling empire, controlling "blood addicts" through spice, and learning to command the great Shai-Hulud, he prepares for the coming fire. He is gaining a god-like dominion over the silica and the sand, but with every kilometer of desert he claims, he feels his own humanity grinding away. The System: Sand Worm God Sand Resonance (SR): The measure of Kael's connection to silica. This allows him to sense grain movements and eventually "shape" the sand into physical barriers, weapons, or structures. Drought Aura (DA): A passive moisture-absorption field. Anything within range—including living beings—slowly begins to lose water to Kael, feeding his power while mummifying his enemies. Worm Sovereignty (WS): The ability to communicate with and eventually command the sandworms. It starts with sensing their movements ("Thumper Echo") and peaks with absolute control over the Great Makers. Human Retention (HR): A critical tracker of Kael's remaining empathy. Using his more "monstrous" desert powers (like "Parching Touch") or making cold-blooded sacrifices for efficiency causes his HR percentage to drop, moving him closer to a purely alien, god-like state.

This is an original fanfiction story inspired by classic shōnen power-scaling tropes, written in my own words and structure, not trying to copy any canon dialogue or scenes to best of my abilities and I only own the original character I create... .