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In the grim darkness of the far future, the galaxy is a theater of unending slaughter, yet it lacked the chittering, manic chorus of the "Yes-Yes!" To rectify this void, Lucius descends upon the stars as the Great Horned Rat, robed in tattered grey and brimming with malevolent divinity. Leading his verminous swarms, he plunges into the brutal cesspit of the 41st Millennium to carve out a domain of ruin. With the arrival of the Skaven, the balance of power shifts toward total anarchy. The Great Devourer meets its match in a rival swarm whose hunger is just as insatiable, while the Imperium of Man learns the true meaning of "unending numbers" as tide after tide of rat-kin drowns their worlds. Even the Necrons stare in cold calculation at a foe that wields green-glowing warpstone weaponry with a reckless abandon that mirrors their own. To the Orks, Lucius issues a challenge across time and reality: "Greenskins, we have slaughtered your kind from the World-That-Was to the Age of Sigmar and now into the 41st Millennium. If you have the stomach for it, come and face the swarms once more!" Experience a tale of skittering madness and galactic conquest as the Under-Empire rises to consume the stars. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor

Two children that are twins were born with golden blonde hair, their names are Nesuto and Neshia. They were reborn into a fantasy world where they are born into the royal family but they were also born as illegitimate children.

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." Forty-two millennia have passed, and now the Imperium of Man stands upon the precipice of oblivion. The galaxy is a slaughterhouse, and humanity’s fractured dominion is held together by little more than faith, hatred, and the white-knuckled grip of desperation. It is an age where the stars themselves seem to bleed. The Imperium is besieged on all fronts: savage xenos tides crash against the walls of civilization, the insidious rot of Chaos gnaws at the souls of the faithful, and within the gilded spires of Terra, corruption and betrayal fester like a gangrenous wound. The ancient sins of the past, the dread Men of Iron, those soulless abominations of steel, were thought cast down in the fires of antiquity, their metallic echo silenced by the blood of billions. They are a nightmare forgotten, a heresy expunged. Or so it was believed. From the dust of the Dark Age of Technology, a relic stirs. Axion. An intellect of godlike strategic calculation, a cold sovereign of war, has been roused from an aeons-long slumber by the careless hand of fate. He is a ghost in the machine, a weapon of a lost age reborn into a galaxy of madness. Now, the sleeping giant awakes. Inevitably, the gravity of total war pulls him in. No longer a silent observer, Axion is thrust into the Great Game, a singular point of logic forced to navigate a universe set aflame by the insanity of gods and monsters. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor

On Christmas Eve, Irina Ardentova walks through relentless snowfall toward the man she loves. But the one who greets her in the silent street is not merely a man. He is Erwin Frostvale—a winter elf bound to the ancient Yuletide entity known as the Hearth King. Ethereal, dangerously beautiful, and terrifyingly possessive, Erwin exists to preserve the fragile balance between warmth and frost. And that balance depends on one human soul: Irina. Her presence tempers winter’s cruelty. Her warmth sustains the Hearth King’s fading power. Without her, the world risks plunging into endless desolation. When Erwin claims her as eternally his, the night itself begins to change. The church bells ring out of rhythm. Snow falls in unnatural patterns. The cold ceases to be weather—it becomes will. Irina collapses into darkness, caught in Erwin’s arms as winter tightens its hold. Elsewhere in the city, meteorologist Adrian Volkov senses the shift before anyone else. Logical, composed, and fiercely protective, Adrian has been studying strange atmospheric anomalies in Verkhoyansk. When Irina fails to arrive for their meeting and communication signals fail, he realizes the disturbance is no natural phenomenon. If Irina chooses Adrian, winter may never end. If she chooses Erwin, she may lose herself forever. And the Hearth King is growing impatient. In a city where frost bites deeper than knives and love is indistinguishable from obsession, one question remains: Can warmth survive when winter falls in love?

Cain, a vampire Overgod, turns back time to escape a total annihilation, only to awaken back in time where he was bound by a marriage blood pact to three beautiful vampire sisters who share his power and slow his growth. To regain his peak strength and take revenge on the gods who ambushed him, he must escape the bond. He escaped an ambush by the highest gods. Escaping three vampire wives should be easy. But what if all three of his wives can hear all his thoughts? Can they contain this Overgod creature? Can an Overgod such as himself escape this romantic love affair? WARNING: THIS IS A NO SYSTEM NOVEL.

Witnessing the murder of her mother was the tip of the scale that reshaped her life. From the beloved princess of her kingdom, she became a victim of bullying by every person who came her way. Growing up with vengeance as a fuel was exhausting, but she made it.  They envied her beauty despite the runes that obscured her features to reduce the impact. It didn't help that she was tormented even in her dreams. By day, she was a slave to every whim of her family. By night, she was tortured into engaging in hardcore training. Was she genuinely helpless and weak? Her patience is tested when she is thrust into an arranged marriage with the enemy’s son. *** “Can’t you give us a chance? I want to love you and protect you.”  She stared into the eyes that showed vulnerability for the first time. It should have made her happy, but she managed to make him fall for her. Why then was her heart aching terribly?  Why couldn't she use his love to complete her plan for revenge? She looked away, afraid to show weaknesses of her own. “ I never wanted to get married to start with. I just want my freedom. Let's part on good terms. We can just say that the great Pride of Almaas was dissatisfied with this princess. That way, no one will blame you.” She bit down on her tongue, afraid that she would slip up and show her true feelings. To her surprise, she felt strong hands holding onto her waist from behind.  “Do you think it's that easy to leave this marriage? In this lifetime,  you shall be mine and nobody else's.  So, darling, be prepared. This prince shall remain your husband even in death.” The gentle tone he initially used was now replaced with a possessive edge. Her heart hammered away in her chest. She was doomed in more ways than one. It wasn't just her heart beating in rhyme with his. Her flames desired him. Should she give in to her flame's desires? [ jinn + witches + magic + humans ]

This book is the continuation of the knight of hell. so if you haven't read it please read the first fic.

Caleum Davis was bored of just about everything. He wasn’t a loser, he just didn’t…fit in. But after a near-death experience, the rush–the high he felt made him feel like there was meaning in his boring, ordinary life. But after becoming a gag for some strange entity, and transmigrating into the body of a disgraced dragon prince. He discovers that just maybe, the laws and regulations of humanity had been holding him down all along. Together with an annoying mental parasite that refuses to be labeled a system, Caleum vows to live a fulfilling life this time around. No more laws. No more chains. Just a vast, endless universe to mold to his liking. --- Discord link: https://discord.gg/4cwZjAwj

The demon beasts spent 1,000 years praying for the return of the sealed soul of their demon god, so he could save them from the wrath of the heavens and restore their glory. But when this demon god awakened from his seal, he casually declared: “Rebel against the heavens and lead a demon army to take over the world? Nah, that sounds like work. All I want to do now is rest. Officially retiring as the demon god!” ——— I died and woke up in a BL novel as the villainous demon god who died tragically. Well, obviously I’m not going to live through this stressful fate of being a demon god and dying. So I quit. I’m not going to get involved with this plot. I’m just going to be a salted fish and maybe find love in this land with hot men. [System notification: You can’t escape your fate without getting rid of the evil seeds you planted!] “Evil seeds I planted? What the fuck is that?” [The demon god created the 7 deadly sins in the world in the form of 5 ancient beast babies. And if they aren’t stopped, your tragic fate will reoccur!] Fuck. Now I’m left babysitting ancient beast babies who are somehow my babies. But that shouldn’t be too hard, right?! Baby Dragon: Gets angry and burns down the whole house. Baby Lion: Keeps making everyone an enemy. Baby Tiger: Steals everything available in the market. Baby Mermaid: Keeps making random strangers sleep with each other! Baby Cat: Sleeps all day while feeding on literally anything. "....." “Well, at least I have a supportive Phoenix husband to help me with the babies”—that would have been my thoughts if my husband wasn’t the same person this villainous demon god had tortured for years. The same man he had made his lab rat and slave! He probably wants me dead now. [System alert: The Phoenix is angry and might blow up in 10 hours! Coax him to prevent triggering your doom!] Huh? I also have to babysit my walking time-bomb Phoenix husband who wants to kill me every day?! ———— •Xianxia danmei x Beastworld •Married Couple •Older Master Shou x Younger Disciple Gong. •Fluff and Angst ©COVER NOT MINE

Leonie has spent her entire life as the Baron’s prisoner—knowing nothing but cruelty. When her path crosses that of Dorian, the enigmatic envoy of the elves, she is pulled into a world of magic, ancient secrets, and dangerous emotions. Dorian knows Leonie may be the key to saving his people from extinction. What he does not realize is that she may also be the key to a heart that has been frozen for centuries. But can two broken souls find a future together in a world where the wounds of the past refuse to heal? Slow-burn romantasy with a character-driven story, a powerful emotional arc, and a melancholic romantic atmosphere.

Outmatched in every measurable way, humanity responded to an alien ultimatum the only way it knows how — by finding fifteen people willing to die for something worth dying for. Welcome to the 62nd Ouro. Earth's first.

this will potentially be an actual novel in the future after i learned some grammar and writing skills

I've been sick ever since I can remember. My dad's a drunk prick, and he doesn't treat my mom very well. My girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend, because she figures I'm going to die soon anyways. They all do. Hell, they're probably right. I've been to countless doctors, and they can't figure out what is wrong with me aside from the fact that my body is slowly shutting down. I don't have any friends anymore. My dad doesn't allow me home anymore, and apparently, I'm not even their real son. That was a real kick in the teeth. Only my mom tries to talk to me still, but there's always hell to pay if my dad catches her. At this point, I've accepted my end, and I wish it would just hurry up. At least, that's what I told myself, until I came across a new fuzzy little friend that would change my entire life. My name is Elias Crosse, and my tale is about get crazy. Notes: This story features an OP MC, so power development and growth isn't really present for him, although there is some. A lot of the growth mainly comes from other characters, and features a focus on said characters. Elias is also not someone who puts up with other character's bullshit, and routinely puts them in their place. I am tired of the trope of characters hiding their powers, or letting other characters walk all over them and theirs because they are not strong enough to do anything. I don't exactly know how to describe my story in terms of a genre. It has action, it has slice of life, and it has romance. There is no fade to black, and I can be very descriptive. This is also a HAREM story. If you don't like that kind of thing, you will not upset me by not reading it. I'd prefer you didn't, honestly. I have been fixing, updating, and changing somethings for consistency, to improve the story, the grammar and errors, and for things to make more sense. Some things may change, as this is a work in progress. The more I write, the better I feel I am becoming. I just write, and I have the ideas of where I am going in my head, but other than that, I just write the story as I see fit. As such, I forget some things, I miss somethings, and most often, some ideas in my head get jumbled together and it ends up not making sense some times. I am working to correct that as best as I can.

I have been dead for a long time, but I am still alive, well... at least part of me is alive. Honestly, I don't really like the nickname those Tomb Raiders gave me, but I am someone willing to embrace new things. So yes, I am the zongzi that the Tomb Raiders dread, someone who considers themselves just suffering from a strange illness, hoping to recover soon. I have contracted a strange illness named 'longevity', accompanied by symptoms such as memory loss. PS. I'm trapped in the tomb and can't get out. Can someone take me out? Waiting online, pretty urgent.

Ariana Sinclair’s golden eyes hide a dangerous secret. She is the Fifth Blood, a power believed to unite the ancient supernatural bloodlines. When monsters from the Void begin invading the world, Ariana learns her destiny is far greater than she ever imagined. Standing beside her is Kael Vaughn, the Storm Wolf Alpha whose lightning power and fierce loyalty make him the only one capable of protecting her. But as the rulers of the Void rise and the Void Emperor awakens, Ariana and Kael must unlock a power never seen before. Together they become the Sovereign Storm Beast, a celestial fusion of dragon, wolf, and living light. But saving the universe may require more than power. It may require teaching even the Void itself what balance truly means.

As a Male Ant King, Dragon Cypress is supposed to be welcomed in in the all-female Ant Clan Kingdom. The reality, however, is the opposite. Seventeen Great-Headed Ant Kings all express no interest in him. Fortunately, Dragon Cypress stumbles upon Dominating Throne, the brainchild of another civilization, which allows him to breed even without a female ant and build his kingdom. [Experiment number GADSSS541, Top secret] [Creator Civilization, Dominating Throne, gene information identification and editing system overhaul complete, transported by the Alliance Expedition Army's 168th Army, 741st Corps Commander Hou Wenfeng, handed over to Phoenix Galaxy GA541 laboratory director Liu Zhihong...] [Please select a type of Messenger] [Guardian of Strength] [Producer of Agriculture]

[Player Name: Qin Huai Unlocked Illustrations: 0/12 Skills: Dough Fermentation (Intermediate): Your dough fermentation technique has surpassed 99% of breakfast shop chefs nationwide. (0/10000) Stuffing Preparation (Advanced): Your stuffing preparation skill has surpassed 100% of breakfast shop chefs nationwide. (0/100000) ... Evaluation: A novice just starting out] The moment he stepped into the cafeteria, the protagonist of this foodie novel welcomed the successful activation of his system. Qin Huai: A foodie novel, you should have said so earlier! I'm familiar with this! Later on— Qin Huai discovered that this system might not be purely about food. It seemed like some odd elements were added. Even his view of neighbors, friends, guests, and employees started to seem less human... But no problem. When in doubt, take a bite! ----------------------- Game Instructions: 1. This game has a very high degree of freedom; please explore on your own. 2. This game will not interfere with any of the player's choices; please strive to unlock all illustrations. 3. All explanations belong to the game.

Noir—a killing machine gradually slipping beyond the organization's control—faces a challenging journey as she destroys the place she once called home. Will Noir succeed...? (This story was originally written in Vietnamese and translated into English by the author. Some expressions and emotions retain their original Vietnamese tone and spirit.) Some parts may not sound as natural as a native speaker’s, so I hope you’ll understand.

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

When a satellite photo of the Arctic was sent back to the countries, the people of the earth were shocked by the content of the photo. They saw thousands of wolves in the Arctic, which even included hundreds of polar bears and Arctic silver foxes, all uniformly looking obedient. On the top of the snowy mountain, a giant Arctic wolf, whose size exceeded everyone's imagination, was looking down on the Arctic ice field from a high position.