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Lyraen was never meant to survive this long. An orphan living on the edge of the most forgotten part of the village, he hunts, farms, and struggles every day to see another sunrise in a world ruled by magic he doesn’t possess. The most noticeable thing about him is the scar splitting his face perfectly in half—a mark he has carried since the night his parents were slaughtered by the warlord people whisper about in fear… Darken. But the scar was never just a wound, it’s a seal. Something powerful was locked inside Lyraen the night his parents died—something capable of twisting the very energy of the world, which they were never meant to see again. It has been asleep for years. And now… it is beginning to awaken. Strange forces are gathering in the dark. Creatures long bound are starting to move freely again. And the man who destroyed Lyraen’s family may already know the truth. Because if the power beneath that scar fully awakens, Lyraen won’t just become another mage. He could become the force that changes the fate of the entire world. An unstoppable savior they have been waiting on for years And Darken may not be ready for him

The sun hung low over Dryska,a small community, casting long gloom that danced mysteriously along the cobblestone streets. Awaju, once a proud demon council member, now traversed the haunted remnants of what was once a thriving city. The calamities had swallowed it whole, and among countless losses, he mourned the death of his beloved wife. Despite his demonic lineage, Awaju clung to his humanity, his heart aching for the child she bore moments before her demise. That child, JEFUG, however, was cursed, possessed by demons due to his father's blood. Awaju lived in terror that his son would succumb to a life of ruthless ambition and betrayal, becoming a heartless agent of destruction. He entrusted the boy to an underground refuge, a hidden world built by his grandfather—a sanctuary for those who escaped the grip of darkness. As years passed and the gloom deepened, the boy grew into an unexpected rebel, rejecting his father's tyranny and twisting the fates of demons. In a cruel twist of fate, he killed Awaju, believing he had to eliminate the past to forge a different future—one that would facilitate his rise to power. His ambition was boundless, and he became a stronghold within the demonic realm, earning the respect of Sylka, who elevated him as head of the seven councils. Yet, fate had other plans. While surveying his conquered lands, JEFUG stumbled upon an ancient river and encountered Xin Yun, a mesmerizing river goddess bathing under the moonlit sky. She captivated him with her ethereal beauty—a beauty that concealed her true nature as both a goddess and an adversary. Enraptured, he wed her without a second thought, unaware of the storm their union would unleash. Together, they bore Wan Sun, a child prophesied to bear the powers of both demon and goddess. As Wan Sun matured, he discovered the hidden journals of his grandfather, revealing the legacy of power and responsibility intertwined in his bloodline. The weight of expectation pressed heavily on him, but rather than giving in to despair, he chose to become the protector of Dryska, a beacon of hope for the non-infected and a thorn in the side of his family's legacy. Filled with phobia and guilt, he ventured into the glooms, battling demons that threatened to overrun the city. In a desperate quest to reclaim Dryska, he faced not only external adversaries but also the internal struggle of his father's ambitions and his own desires. Wan Sun wielded newfound powers of light and darkness, forging alliances with both allies and ancient spirits he awakened along his journey.

Synopsis Uchiha Kenzo transmigrates one year before the night of the Uchiha Clan massacre, armed with knowledge of the future and a mysterious system that grants him strength whenever he kills. What will he do? Of course, he will kill — not out of hatred or petty revenge. No, far from it. Because the greatest sin in this world is not greed, lust, sloth, pride, wrath, envy, or gluttony. It is weakness. Weakness is the greatest sin anyone can possess in this universe. The strong prey on the weak. The wise deceive the foolish. This is the law of heaven and earth — and also the true beauty of reality. ⸻ Author’s Note I have a few things to say before this novel begins. First, this is my first time writing, so please expect some minor mistakes, as English is not my first language. Second, this is an original story, not a translation. ⸻ What to Expect (and What Not to Expect) This story will not contain any form of romance or mercy. I plan to focus heavily on killing, so yes, it will include gore and various forms of violence. Many original characters may die, so please bear with me. If you notice any mistakes, feel free to point them out in the comments — I will do my best to correct them. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy the story.

Merlee has always felt different, though he never understood why. While other boys chased girls and bragged about their desires, he felt detached and confused, convincing himself he was simply not interested yet. He never allowed himself to consider the possibility that he might be gay. In his world, that truth is dangerous. Gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer people are hated openly, labeled immoral, hunted in the streets, and abandoned by their families. Society believes morality is tied to sexuality. Merlee does not. To him, morality is about a person’s heart, not who they love. When he finally realizes he is gay, fear consumes him. He cannot tell his father, a respected doctor obsessed with reputation. He cannot trust his classmates. Exposure could mean disownment, violence, or even death. Silence becomes his protection. But the violence against LGBTQ people keeps rising. Killings increase. Attacks grow bolder. The government does nothing. After witnessing the brutality firsthand, Merlee refuses to remain powerless. What begins as defending one victim grows into something bigger. He creates a secret identity and begins hunting those who prey on people like him. Sometimes he warns them. Sometimes he threatens them. When necessary, he eliminates them. As fear spreads among attackers, hope spreads within the hidden LGBTQ community. A masked protector emerges. A rumor and a symbol. But as Merlee walks the line between justice and vengeance, he must face a deeper question: can he protect others without losing himself? This is the story of a boy who was forced to hide, and the vigilante he becomes to survive.

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.

Born without a voice in a world that only listens to strength, Aiden has lived his life in silence. Mocked by his peers, bruised by the cruelty of the streets, he hides behind quiet smiles and unspoken resolve. But when a brutal night leaves him broken and bleeding, the world itself freezes—and something answers his unspoken plea. A mysterious System awakens within him. Shadows bend to his will. Runes burn across his skin. For the first time, Aiden is no longer invisible—he is dangerous. But power never comes without a price. Each trial demands more of him—strength to endure, restraint against vengeance, and a voice he has never possessed. The Council watches. Other awakened hunt. Rogues lurk in the dark, echoes of those who failed before him. To protect his brother. To hold on to the fragile bonds that tether him to humanity. To rise against a world that would break him. Aiden must forge his voice in silence… or be consumed by the very shadow that saved him.

Kabir’s life once revolved around music, dreams, and a future that felt within reach. But one decision changes everything. As his world slowly shifts into something darker, Kabir learns that in this new world promises are rarely meant to be kept.

Alpha wakes up with a nightmare, a nightmare in which she has passed 1 and a half year in an apocalypse and died by the strongest, Vampire Knight. Alpha believed that it was just a nightmare and checked the day and it was 23rd December, 2026, the last day of peace in her dream. The next day, she came to school, as usual, but realized that the things are going like the way it was in her dream. She ran to save her love to the ground but unfortunately, as same in her nightmare, she lost him again and the Apocalypse began again, with a proof that it was not a dream but she has came back to time. [ The cover is not mine. If the artist wants to remove it, please tell me. ]

Centuries ago, a new kind of curse system was created to punish the 5th class god named Jiǎng Língxi—now wearing the skin of a powerful mortal Dàozǔ from the Méi Rén Sect. The curse was named System Tearstone. The curse had no form, only a red gem floating in a dark fog. Then it met a perfectly broken yet unbreakable child named Kirihito Orohana, later known as Wèi Yīlíng. The curse roamed for half an eternity, bound to the pure soul’s revenge and its own mission: to win the Violet Throne and become the 5th god itself. But cool ice always melts, today or tomorrow. The curse system itself is also cursed. So will he never fall for anyone and claim the throne? Or will he remove his own existence by destroying the curse—or by becoming the full Violet Gem once more? Welcome to System Tearstone— where soft beginnings lie, and descent is inevitable… and beautiful. Author’s Note : The beginning may feel soft—almost deceptively gentle. Please don’t be fooled. System Tearstone is my beloved monster. Written without safety, without shortcuts, carved straight from bone and breath. It is a story about devotion that scars, about gods who fail, and about choosing to feel— even when feeling hurts. If you choose to read this, you become one of my tearstones— something fragile, something precious, kept close through both tears and quiet smiles. This is not a game system. It is an emotionally cursed one. [ Release time : Friday & Saturday Chapters : Two chapters per day ( for having other issues & more book . might sometime miss if there is any problem) ] [ Paused updates for the next 3 months. not abandoning you all! just forced to stop for exam. Do not hesitate to follow us. we'll be back surely. Just the situation isn't supporting us. I hope you'll understand♡ ]

Jax Throne was just a normal 17 years old boy trying to survive life with his father. But everything changed the night he found his father dead under mysterious circumstances. The police quickly ruled it a suicide but Jax knew something was wrong. Before he could even understand what was happening he was taken by a dangerous organization and brought before a powerful man known for killing. Instead of killing him the boss makes a shocking decision he wants Jax to be trained. Thrown into a dark world of crime secrets and ruthless power Jax is forced to become something he never imagined; a Runner. Someone trusted to carry out dangerous missions where failure means death. But the deeper Jax goes into this business the more questions begin to rise. Why did the boss choose him? What really happened to his father? And why does it feel like his fate was decided long before he ever stepped into that room? In a world where there is no exit route Jax must run not just to survive, but to uncover the truth.

In a debt-crushed rural corner of China, jade miner Touming drowns under crushing loans: 12.8 million won in personal debt and a staggering 165.8 million won family curse stretching back six generations. Hounded by four ruthless loan sharks and six mafia-connected gangs demanding monthly blood money, he scrapes by smuggling tiny jade fragments from brutal 12-hour mine shifts. One desperate night, after selling everything he owns to meet a payment and still arriving two minutes late, enforcers beat him to the edge of death. As life fades on a filthy alley street, an ancient jade-bound system awakens inside him—granting supernatural sight through solid rock and uncanny 999+ luck in uncovering priceless jade veins.

A man walks into the police station and confesses to a murder that hasn’t occurred… yet. When the crimes inevitably come true, the authorities are baffled. Is it luck, coincidence, or something darker?

Leo is an ordinary young man living in the Kingdom of Flowers. With no magical abilities, he dreams of becoming a knight despite the world believing he is nothing special. But when a brutal war erupts in the legendary **God Valley**, Leo hears a mysterious voice calling to him from a forgotten blade buried deep within the battlefield. The moment he touches the sword, everything changes. Memories he never knew existed begin to surface, and a power long feared by gods and kingdoms awakens within him. Now hunted by powerful enemies and guided by a cursed weapon, Leo must walk a path he never chose — a path that may shake kingdoms, challenge the Divine Wardens, and reveal a truth buried deep within his past. But one question remains… **Is Leo truly the person he believes himself to be?**

In the Kingdom of Vaelis, power decides who lives, who dies… and who lies well enough to survive. Mireya Vale is meant to be nothing. Ungifted. Quiet. Forgettable. Just another girl thrown into the Crown Trials, clawing her way through the brutal Iron Spire where the weak are erased. Then there’s Jax Calder. Everything Vaelis fears. Everything it obeys. The kingdom’s perfect enforcer. The architect of the Iron Spire. The hunter sworn to wipe rebellion from the streets—starting with the elusive Black Thorn. Jax believes in control. In discipline. In breaking threats before they become legends. Until Mireya. There’s something about her… something sharp beneath the silence, something defiant in the way she meets his gaze and refuses to bow. He should crush her. Eliminate her. Walk away. Instead, he watches. Protects. Burns. Drawn together by tension they refuse to name, desire coils where hatred should live—and every stolen look feels like a betrayal waiting to happen. Because in Vaelis, enemies don’t fall in love. They destroy each other first.

This is a place where everyone can become a God. Han Wu was a Divine Being whose parents went missing when he was young. He lived with his grandfather until he was eighteen when he first received his core race. Unfortunately he was cursed with misfortune. Not only did his grandfather pass away but he also received one of the weakest core races, the locusts. After suffering much humiliation from the bullies and being ignored by largely everyone, he took his life. Little did he know however the end of his life was also the start of someone else. An unknown soul from the modern civilization reincarnated in his body. Taking on his name and body, “Han Wu” started clawing his way upward to become strong enough to search for his missing parents as per the will of his dead grandfather as well as staking his claim in this large world. Official: A civilization where everyone can become Gods. Myriads of civilizations ranging from tranquil worlds to outright brutal hellscapes. Civilizations where goblins, orcs, angels, demons, undead, and all manner of life forms flourished. Wielding his locusts as his loyal subjects, Han Wu swore to take advantage of every civilization and become strong enough to protect everything he loved.

Every time they fall in love… the world dies. He remembers every timeline. Every life. Every world that collapsed because of their bond. Seventeen timelines have already been erased. Bloodbound Souls: Every Time We Love, the World Ends Every time we fall in love… one of us dies. And the world begins again. She has no memory of him. But the moment their eyes meet, her heart reacts like it has loved him for a lifetime. He looks at her the way a survivor looks at a disaster he has already lived through. Not with hatred. Not even with anger. With exhaustion. Because he remembers everything. He remembers every life where they met. Every life where they fell in love. Every life where the world paid the price. He says she loved him once. He says she betrayed him. He says she killed him. And the terrifying part is… something inside her heart believes him. Bound by matching scars neither of them can explain, they are drawn together by a connection that feels less like fate and more like a curse. The closer they grow, the more fragments of a forgotten past begin to surface — memories of war, sacrifice, betrayal, and a love powerful enough to shake the foundations of reality. But their reunion is not an accident. Someone is watching them. Someone who remembers every timeline where their love began… and how each one ended in catastrophe. Because long ago, in the very first world that ever existed, their love awakened something ancient — a power so overwhelming that reality itself began to collapse. To save existence, the universe created a cruel solution. A cycle. Every time they come too close… one of them dies. And the world resets. Again. And again. And again. But now something is changing. The cycle is breaking. Memories are returning. The force that kept them apart is weakening. And for the first time in countless lifetimes, the choice may finally be theirs. Save the world… or choose each other and watch reality burn. Because some souls are not meant to live happily ever after. Some souls are meant to destroy the world together. And every time they fall in love… the world ends. If this story pulled you into its world even for a moment, consider adding it to your library. Your support tells me the story deserves to continue—and trust me, the next chapters will only get darker.

In the Empire of Vireth, a land cursed by blood and ritual, Emperor Kaelor Vireth cannot feel emotion—except at the moment of death. Life is a dull, colorless haze, until he experiences near-death, when sensation floods his senses and his mind awakens to anger, joy, and desire. To feel alive, he engineers wars and invites assassination attempts, each near-death moment a drug. Until Seris Vale, a legendary assassin, is sent to kill him. But when her blade first pierces his defense, Kaelor feels something more than pain—he feels… alive. Instead of execution, Kaelor binds her to him as his personal executioner, the only person allowed to attempt his death. Each encounter becomes a ritual: a deadly game of proximity and passion, where the knife at his throat is indistinguishable from intimacy. As their dangerous liaison unfolds, Seris discovers she alone can make the king feel, and Kaelor discovers he cannot survive without her touch. But desire and power are never without consequence. Court factions, assassins’ guilds, and foreign powers all seek to manipulate, control, or eliminate them. The Assassin Guild demands she finish her mission; rivals and nobles suspect her influence; cultists claim the king is a demon. And through it all, their bond evolves from weapon and target to a twisted, intoxicating addiction—each testing the boundaries of loyalty, survival, and love. Over centuries of political upheaval, assassination attempts, and forbidden intimacy, both must confront their darkest impulses. Kaelor is forced to decide whether to remain addicted to death, or to risk living for the first time. Seris must choose whether to be the executioner who ends him, or the anchor who teaches him to survive. At its heart, The King Who Only Loves Corpses is a story about addiction, obsession, and the fragile, dangerous beauty of emotion itself. It’s a gothic dark fantasy romance designed for long-term serialization, with intricate political intrigue, morally grey protagonists, and high-stakes, addictive near-death tension.

When I first transmigrated, I thought my most cunning enemy was Varys. I eliminated Varys. After that, I believed my deadliest foe was Illyrio. I eliminated Illyrio. Then I crushed the Dothraki, thinking the path was finally clear. But with the Dothraki gone, the Free Cities became my greatest threat. Ah— Only now do I truly understand: My most dangerous and insidious enemy is neither Robert nor the White Walkers. He stands high above me. He is the one all men worship—the gods themselves!

"Can you trust your own senses when reality itself is a lie? Deep within the silence of the 'Unknown Reality,' ancient terrors wake. Every shadow has a voice, and every silence is a scream waiting to break. This is not just a story; it is an encounter with the abyss that watches you back. Don't look behind you. The Void doesn't just echo—it hungers. Are you ready to face the truth, or will you become just another echo in the dark?"

Mana is the essence of the soul and what builds up life, those who are able to manipulate this energy are labelled as Witches. But as a minority, they were hunted nearly to extinction during the Dark Ages, but due to their perseverance they have survived until now. Even then the Witches now are nothing but used as tools, a Witch walking the same streets as a human is unheard of and even shamed, even having a Witch as a family member would end up in prejudice by others.