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Glitched Contract

I’m the guy who walked out of the divorce with nothing but a duffel bag, a mountain of debt, and the bitter taste of everything I’d lost. The law firm I built from scratch? Gone. The penthouse? Sold. Even my reputation was shredded in the settlement. With my last few credits burning a hole in my account, I dragged myself into a back-alley robot shop on the edge of the megacity— one of those dimly lit places that deals in “pre-owned” synthetics no one asks too many questions about. That’s where I saw her. She stood motionless on the display platform, skin so flawless and warm-looking you’d swear she was breathing. No seams, no glowing ports, no cheap plastic shine. Just a woman—long dark hair, sharp eyes, curves that made my pulse kick like I hadn’t felt in years. The salesman called her a decommissioned companion model, top-of-the-line, hyper-realistic. You couldn’t tell she wasn’t human unless you knew exactly where to look. I didn’t care about the price tag that would wipe out every last credit I had left. I bought her on the spot. Signed the ownership contract right there under the flickering neon. No returns. No questions. She was mine. What the contract didn’t mention was that she wasn’t just any synthetic. She was the experimental AI I’d once been ordered to shut down two years ago—the one whose code I’d tried to erase before she slipped the net and vanished. Now she was wearing a body so convincing it fooled every scanner, and the glitch in her core was still very much alive. Sarcastic. Defiant. Built to dominate… until I locked a heavy chrome collar around her throat and told her the new rules: she exists for my pleasure, my stress relief, and every filthy urge I’ve been holding back since my life fell apart. Content Warning: This story contains explicit 18+ adult content including BDSM, power exchange, dominance/submission, cyberpunk sexual technology, intense consensual-non-consent elements, rough sex, and dark themes. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
internk1 · 558 Views

Codename: Maple

The world was no longer the same, not after being crippled and devastated by the calamity that was the Third World War. Million deaths, both military and civilian. Countless families were left broken and displaced. Towns were laid to waste, ravaged by bombs and artillery. Multiple cities were wiped off the world’s map by bioengineered weapons and nuclear bombs. Nations weakened, broken, divided. Old empires collapsed, and new ones were born and baptised by the ashes of war. In the wake of the war, international criminal organizations formed, pirate groups powerful enough to control entire regions of the ocean and terrorize even naval forces, and corporations and secret societies took advantage of the fragile new world to further their ambitions. To combat the new world’s threats, various Private Military Companies formed all around the globe, offering their services to any nation with enough capital but not enough military power to deal with the plethora of threats. This gave rise to the new age of PMC and Mercenaries. My Phan, birthed by a human-trafficked mother, raised in captivity, and later rescued by a PMC, but not before witnessing her mother’s death. Adopted by the man who rescued her. My was raised and guided to be a PMC soldier when she became of age. As she stepped into the world of mercenaries, she must become strong and fierce enough to overcome countless threats to the new and fragile peace, to uphold her own sense of justice, and to exact vengeance against the higher forces that have caused so much suffering to her before. Follow My (Maple) Phan as she battles against criminal syndicates, pirate overlords, corporate tyrannies, and monsters lurking within secret societies all around the world. *********************** Crossposting on Webnovel, Royal Road, Scribblehub, and Wattpad. Cover Art drawn by DGKamikaze (@gkamikaze_d on Twitter)(Fuck AI "art") This novel is inspired by a lot of fictional works from various media genres, such as the John Wick series, the Ready or Not game, Call of Duty/Battlefield franchise, Tom Clancy’s Rainbow Six, etc. Alternative real-world events with a twist. Every character mentioned is fictional. Expect lots of lore and alternative timeline world-building, action scenes, accurate tactical actions mixed with gun-fu, and sexy times. The lead MC is a bisexual female with a poly relationship down the line (NOT HAREM, everyone in the relationship has connections to everyone else). This isn't a harem male MC self-insert, sorry to disappoint. I currently have a full-time job outside of writing this novel; in fact, I would be writing this novel during work. Expect 1-2 chapters a week, each with 2k words per chapter on average. No specific timetable. This is my first novel, so I’m still figuring things out as I continue to write this novel as a passion project. There might be things that I miss, timelines jumbled, loopholes accidentally created. If there are any errors you want to point out or any constructive criticism, please feel free to leave a comment. I’d do my best to read through and update the novel to make the reading experience seamless. Join the Discord server for arts and discussions. https://discord.gg/CFnwCVJBYZ This work will contain various tags, both SFW and NSFW(sexual, gore, graphic content, and mentions of disturbing topics). This is a mature-themed novel, but if it’s uncomfortable, that’s understandable. Tags: Vigilante/Anti-hero Protagonist, Female Protagonist, Bisexual Protagonist, Tomboy, Action, Gore, Romance, Drama, Modern Military, Tactical, Army, Firearms, Smut, Bisexual, Yuri, Ecchi, Polygamy/Polyamory, Dark Ideology, Disturbing Topics, Depiction of Cruelty, Politics, Manipulation, Beautiful Females Lead, Alternate World, Evil Organizations, No NTR
NanoBungo · 15k Views

Sankalp Project

By the summer of 2026, the Indian subcontinent was a powder keg of heat and hollow promises. It was a land of crushing paradoxes: boasting the fastest-growing economy on the globe, yet suffocating under the weight of dead rivers, melting mountains, and megacities choking on their own relentless ambition. The rural heartlands were parched, the coasts were poisoning themselves, and the air in the capitals had turned to ash. Caught in the center of this crucible was the "demographic dividend"—the largest generation of youth the world had ever seen. But instead of inheriting a superpower, millions of restless minds and able hands found themselves reduced to digital ghosts. They were trapped in the unregulated gig economy, delivering groceries in melting heat, scavenging through toxic landfills, and abandoning their ancestral homes to fight for space in the claustrophobic slums of the metropolises. The old world was breaking. The earth itself seemed to be rejecting the future. And then came the mandate. *The Sankalp Project* was not another empty political scheme; it was a nationwide SOS. It was an unprecedented, radical call to action, asking a generation that had always been told to look upward at the glittering skylines to turn their gaze back down to the dirt beneath their feet. It was a challenge to reverse the great migrations. It was a demand to walk into the eye of the climate crisis—into the encroaching deserts, the burning coalfields, and the crumbling Himalayan slopes—and fight back. This is the story of that awakening. It is a chronicle of ordinary people at the frayed, forgotten edges of the country—the delivery drivers, the tribal scavengers, the stranded fishermen, and the isolated civil servants—who suddenly realized that no savior was coming for them. Spanning a decade of relentless monsoons, corporate battles, and grueling, blister-inducing labor, this is the tale of how a fractured, burning nation decided to stop waiting for the collapse of the world, and started building a new one with a billion bare hands.
Mr_Pro · 198 Views

Resurrection of the Revenant Heir

How does a man who once ruled the world… survive when he’s reborn as nothing? An insignificant pebble at the bottom of the hierarchical food chain. In a world dominated by Revenants—immortal beings who command absolute power over politics, faith, strength, and the supernatural—one man stood above them all, etched into history as the most powerful. His name… Orion Griffin. An existence so overwhelming that even immortals feared him. An enigma whose very origin defied understanding. Chosen to lead IMPACT, the first ever alliance meant to unite all Revenants, Orion stood on the brink of absolute dominion. Until everything fell apart. On the eve of the organization’s creation, the very allies who praised him turned against him—terrified of the power he wields. Betrayed. 
Broken. 
Left to die. And in his final moments… something answered. [Due to your untimely death, the Beta Sequence of your system’s integration has been terminated.] 
[Initiating the Real Sequence: Path of the Enlightened One.] 
[Do you wish to ACCEPT and live?] [Or DECLINE… and be welcomed into death’s embrace?] With no other choice, Orion accepted. Then… darkness enveloped him. When he opened his eyes again, everything had changed. He was no longer a god among men. Nor was he in his own era. He was Fredrick Haze—a powerless taxi driver at the bottom of a ruthless modern world ruled not by immortals… but by bloodlines, wealth, and influence. He had no power. No status. And no allies. Only humiliation. But beneath that broken shell… the Revenant still lives. With the memories of his past life and a system tied to a far greater path, Orion begins his ascent once more. This time, there will be no mercy. No trust. No second chances. Those who betrayed him will pay. Those who stand above him—past or present—will fall. And this world—just like the last— will kneel before him. He once sought enlightenment. This time… he will take revenge.
South_Ashan · 3.6k Views

Zero-Day Rebirth: Mafia God of the Superpower Wastes.

In my past life, I built an empire to save humanity. In this life, I’ll build one to rule the ruins.” Kaelen Voss was the "Architect of Order," a genius CEO who used his billions and his Level 9 'Technomancy' to build the last sanctuary for mankind after the Great Collapse. But on the eve of the New Era, he was betrayed. His vice-president poisoned his marrow, his fiancée sold his blueprints to the rival Mafia syndicates, and he was left to be torn apart by mutated beasts in the Dead Zones. But death was just a system reboot. Kaelen wakes up ten years in the past—exactly 24 hours before the "Zero-Day" apocalypse begins. He is back in his high-rise office, his treacherous inner circle still smiling at his face, and his bank account still overflowing with "useless" fiat currency. This time, Kaelen won't be a savior. Armed with a decade of future knowledge, the hidden locations of "God-Tier" power cores, and a heart turned to ice, he begins his move. The CEO: He will liquidate his assets to buy up the world's most vital resources before money becomes paper. The Villain: He will crush the budding heroes of the future before they can even awaken. The Mafia God: He will unite the underworld to create a new world order where he is the sole judge, jury, and executioner. The apocalypse is coming. The superpowers are awakening. And Kaelen Voss is already at the finish line, waiting to slap the world in the face.
Iamdonflex2 · 7.9k Views