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Transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, he became Dai Chengfeng, the fourth prince of the Star Luo Empire, and awakened the White Tiger Martial Soul. The ancestors of the Dai family had decreed that the first three soul rings of the White Tiger Soul must be identical for the best combination! However, Dai Chengfeng refused to configure his soul skill according to the ancestral regulations. The White Tiger belongs to metal and is a master of slaughter. What on earth is this White Tiger Guardian Barrier? As a result, the Emperor of Star Luo banished Dai Chengfeng in anger, ordered the Zhu family to cancel the marriage engagement, and prepared to temper Dai Chengfeng's arrogance. Years later. Upon meeting Dai Chengfeng again, Dai Mubai was surprised to find that his younger brother not only did not become useless due to absorbing the wrong soul ring, but his White Tiger Spirit was worlds apart from his own! ... Dai Mubai: "We both have the White Tiger Soul, but compared with Dai Chengfeng, why does my soul seem more like a house cat?!" Tang San: "Even my Blue Silver Emperor instinctively fears Dai Chengfeng's soul? You call this a White Tiger?" Asura God: "Oh no! His murderous aura is even thicker than mine, the Asura God. Is he targeting me?!" Star Luo Emperor: "Well, does Chengfeng know his mistake now?" "Reporting to Your Majesty, Prince Chengfeng has already become a god!" Emperor of Star Luo: "???." Dai Chengfeng: I am the White Emperor! The Holy Spirit of Heaven! The ominous god, governing all killings under heaven, and also the master of innate Ultimate Metal! THIS IS A TRANSLATION. Advanced chapters at: patreon.com/EphemeralShadow

I’m Draven Vladimir, formerly known as Denial, once the leader of one of the most powerful gangs in the world. Betrayed and killed by a trusted comrade I wouldn't say I trusted him by you get the idea, I was reborn in a world unlike Earth, filled with magic and mythical creatures. As a vampire hybrid, the son of the Vampire King and a Dark Elf, unable to use Mana, but I don’t really care about it. I just want to live an easy life in this new world

The mask hides a monster… and the smile? It’s even worse. He was never born a killer. The world made him one. You’ll never know when that smile will stab you in the back, or when a promise will twist into your deepest guilt. The world is cruel to the innocent. It breaks them, reshapes them, and forces them to wear new faces just to survive. That’s how an ordinary boy became Kim Taehyung, codename Rainism—or simply Rain, the assassin who paints every mission in crimson. His best friend now lives in luxury, drowning in black money and diamonds, while Rain hides in the shadows, haunted by ghosts of betrayal, and thirsting for a justice only he can deliver. When a target named Soakjin is caught in the same web of lies, deceit, and unspoken desire, the line between vengeance and obsession begins to blur. Who can reach Rain’s sealed heart—the past he cannot forgive, or the present that dares to understand him? A tale of blood, betrayal, and forbidden devotion, where every promise is a weapon, every touch a risk, and survival comes at the cost of your soul. Genres & Themes : ◆ Dark romance / antihero devotion ◆ Morally gray heroes & villains ◆ Betrayal and revenge ◆ Assassins, crime syndicates, and shadowed power ◆ Psychological tension & trauma ◆ Forbidden intimacy ◆ Obsession and slow-burning desire ◆ Tragic friendships and fractured bonds ◆ Emotional scars & redemption arcs

Lena Skye is a very hardworking woman who's only 24 years of age. Despite what she's going through with her family, especially her father, she finds it hard to neglect her young siblings because of the situation at home. Mysterious life changes again but no one knows that the road she takes will design her final destiny. Moody Wilson Wiskey, Lena's only supportive best friend. He usually lives his own life. His family is rich, but he decides to live his life far away from them, which we don't know why? No one knows his true intentions. Sometimes that's what makes Lena worry at some point. Mr Brone Whiskey, a young and handsome man who's father owns Big Future Company, the world's largest company, but mostly his father, Mr Edwin Whiskey, usually manages it with the rest of his team. Brone doesn't like spending most of his time in the office, but he prefers travelling to every part of the world just to explore and experience life. ' Lexy Seal. He's a well known CID. A very extravagant and respected man in his work. A secret investigator of serious crimes and no one has ever known his identity apart from his team. They call themselves Team Blue Six (TBS Group). They only wear blue suits when they are in a serious investigation crimes. The Rest of the story let's find in the book. Keep Reading and giving back your feedbacks.

In a world ruled by marks, truth is a weapon and survival is a lie. Book One of Miguel’s mythic saga opens with a boy branded by fate and hunted by the Council that governs reality. As cities crumble and secrets bleed through the cracks of a dying system, he must choose obey or become something unrecognizable. This novella blends dystopian grit with supernatural mystery and philosophical weight. It’s a story of identity fractured, siblings torn, and a legacy that refuses to die. If you’ve ever felt the pressure of destiny clawing at your ribs, or the chill of truth too dangerous to speak—this book was written for you.

At first glance, this seems to be a story about a basketball player striving for the pinnacle of his career and invincibility. However, in reality, Ming You seeks victory not through traditional training and skill development, but through strategies, intrigues, injuries, violence, and murder. Ming You is willing to employ any means necessary to achieve his goal — becoming invincible and a talent in his field, namely basketball. In addition to the brutality required to secure victories, Ming You must contend not only with basketball teams but also with managers seeking maximum profit, as well as investigators and detectives, since murders cannot simply be ignored as Ming You would prefer.

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“If one day I avenge my grievances, I will stain the Mississippi estuary with blood! Today, I pass judgment on North America; I have no time to die!” (Keywords: Puff Daddy, Love Isle, montage, revenge, Spectre, overthrowing America)

The Mark Between Us By Rhyann Renfro Aislinn Hayes is doing everything she can to rebuild her life. After losing her firefighter husband in a tragic accident, she focuses on raising her young son and running the small-town coffee shop she co owns with her best friend. Routine helps. Structure helps. Believing the worst is behind her helps. Until she wakes with a strange, ring shaped bruise circling her finger. The bruise is impossible to explain. The dreams that follow are even harder to ignore. Vivid images of a man she has never met. Warm hands. A quiet voice. A life shared in flashes of memory that feel almost real. The dreams leave her breathless and unsettled. As if she is remembering something she never lived. Declan MacCrae has spent years avoiding anything that feels like attachment. His work restoring historic homes is safe and predictable and he prefers it that way. Until the night he dreams of a woman with deep red hair and bright green eyes. A woman he marries. A woman he loves. A woman he wakes up reaching for. He opens his eyes to find a bruise over his heart shaped like a dragonfly. When Aislinn and Declan meet in a crowded café, the pull between them is immediate and undeniable. Their marks begin to fade yet something deeper settles between them. Recognition. Curiosity. A quiet ache neither of them can explain. But someone else has taken notice of Aislinn. Someone who watches from a distance. Someone who has no intention of letting her move forward. Someone who believes she belongs only to him. As dreams shift into warnings and reality grows more dangerous, Aislinn and Declan must decide whether to trust the connection that binds them or step back before it destroys them both. A mysterious bond. A growing attraction. A hidden danger closing in. The Mark Between Us is a gripping blend of romantic tension, supernatural fate and slow burn suspense that will captivate readers who love Carissa Broadbent, Ana Huang and Lauren Thalassa.

Magic blooms in the souls of a select few, and I am one of them. The ten marks on my fingers carry ten memories—the memories of a wizard from the Toril Universe. These memories guide Solomon, step by step, toward becoming a grand sorcerer in the Marvel Universe. "How could you be so foolish as to think a sorcerer could ever be some kind of superhero?" A crossover of Marvel movies, comics, TV shows, and games. [Raw: 漫威魔法事件簿]

Jack thought his life was simple enough: a steady job under Barksen, a promotion that promised stability, and a quiet existence with money tucked away for the future. He was lean, sharp-tongued, and bitterly amused by the world’s stupidity, but content to drift without risk. His friend Julias, however, was everything Jack was not—suave, powerful, and unnervingly smooth. A man whose presence filled rooms, whose silence carried weight, and whose eyes seemed to peel back the layers of anyone who dared meet them. What began as laughter over a ruined prom dress spirals into something darker. In Julias’s marble-floored apartment, amid biblical paintings and the scent of red wine, Jack is pressed into a conversation that feels less like banter and more like initiation. Julias speaks of predators, of power, of risks worth taking—and suddenly Jack finds himself confessing things he never meant to say. Words of ruin. Words of killing. The friendship between fire and water begins to shift into something more dangerous: a mentorship, a test, perhaps even a trap. Julias’s questions are not idle. His gaze is steel, his tone a blade, and his world is one where politics and ambition are war, where rivals are predators, and where survival demands ruthlessness. Jack, once a bitter but harmless cynic, is being drawn into a web of power, manipulation, and moral compromise. As Jack mentally tries to balance his dreams of law school and independence against Julias’s intoxicating vision of dominance, he must decide: is he content with a safe, early retirement, or will he risk everything for the promise of real power? And if he chooses the latter, will he still recognize himself—or will Julias’s world consume him entirely? But then— Jack ordinary life changed when he got stabbed by a seductress. "The Little Man" is a psychological thriller of ambition, friendship, and corruption. It explores the fragile line between loyalty and manipulation, the seduction of power, and the terrifying ease with which people can be coaxed into extraordinary darkness.

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After dying as a ruthless assassin, Ethan is reborn in a world of magic. When his village is destroyed and his parents killed, a forbidden power awakens within him—shadow, unstable and impossible to control. Hunted by soldiers, beasts, and ancient forces, he forges his own path: not to save the world, but to surpass it. From ashes rises a mage who refuses every rule.

Gods have gone mad. Their divinity has bled into sickness, twisting the world into a graveyard of broken kingdoms and desperate creatures. From that rot, something worse crawls out. An Imp. A killer. A monster born from hatred, dragged through hell and sharpened on the bones of the divine. Its purpose is simple: Slaughter the gods. And destroy any mortal bold—or stupid—enough to chase godhood for themselves. But divinity corrupts everything it touches. And as the Imp tears through saints, angels, rebels, tyrants, and psychopaths wearing crowns of faith, it begins to wonder: Is this rebellion… or just another form of insanity clothed as justice? In a world where heaven has already fallen, only monsters are left fighting over the corpse.

Welcome to the universe of Spectre. Jace comes of age and joins the army like all others his age. In a militaristic society that is normal. But his high level of intelligence and hard work quickly make him invaluable. So invaluable that he becomes a center of conflicts as the galactic empires rise and fall, revolutions occur, and invaders arrive. Join Jace as he goes from an orphan from the slums to becoming Spectre. As he navigates his military life he also navigates passing relationships and long term... 'contracts'. The novel contains depictions of torture, bloodshed, and overall brutality. Sexual content is heavily suggested and will be depicted as well, but it will not be the focus of the novel. The book cover was generated using Adobe's AI art generation system.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

A legend fell, but he did not die. Once feared as an untouchable existence, Yanwei orchestrated his own destruction to deceive the heavens. Now, reborn as something neither human nor beast, he walks the path of Devourer—where strength is stolen, and evolution is carved from the corpses of his enemies. With a body that is not his own and a cultivation method feared by all, he lurks in the shadows of the Golden Age, preying on the so-called chosen ones of fate. But this is no tale of revenge. The game has only just begun.

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In 2030, the world did something it had never done before — it calmed down. Wars halted at the negotiation table, political conflicts faded into reasonable compromises, and global trade flowed without the poison of greed. By 2031, even the poorest could eat, study, and receive medical care. Technology soared forward, pushing humanity into what looked like a golden age of peace. In 2032, that same united world released a game. "Last Chance"—a full-immersion ARMMO created in partnership by every major game studio on the planet. Hundreds of classes, no fixed quests, no rails. Just freedom: to grow, to explore, to fight, and to carve your own legend in a living, breathing virtual world. Within a year, almost half of humanity was playing. "Last Chance" became more than a game. It was culture, economy, religion, and addiction rolled into one. And in 2040, reality shattered. The truth emerged: not just the era of peace, but all of human history—every war, every revolution, every miracle and disaster—had been part of a colossal simulation. An endless cycle of births and deaths, victories and tragedies, all designed with a single purpose: to forge the strongest possible souls. Outside that artificial history, the true human race stood on the brink of extinction, clinging to a desperate plan. From countless simulated lifetimes, they would select a handful of reincarnated players and call them "heroes," sending them back to the real world as humanity's final weapons. Among those chosen, one name barely deserved to be on the list. Blake Dranver Rabengard—statistically the weakest of all selected heroes, and the only one bound to the forbidden class: Necromancer. While the other saviors command holy light, elemental storms, and swords that split the sky, Blake walks a different path: one that controls death itself. In a dying reality where every living warrior is already not enough… perhaps the only hope left is the man who can command the dead. Because if the entire history of humanity was nothing but a training ground, then this world is no longer asking to be saved— It's asking to be rewritten.