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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

Join the story of five new gods and their creation, as they try and navigate and understand their universe while making sure their own world is safe from any outside danger. Disclaimer: If you expect things should just work out for the main characters, this isn't the novel for you. My antagonist are people with thought and their own plans, they are capable of adjusting if things don't work out their way. Have a fun time reading.

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.

Khaladrel the ancient God of Dreams and magic, youngest of the primordials found himself trapped in a body of a mortal in an age where Gods were long forgotten, in a universe on the verge of death. He found the flame of divinity that burnt in the very core of the Silvercity burnt no more, his home claimed by his enemies and those who betrayed him. He, the last of divinity will raise an army unseen before to storm the gates of his lost home and reignite the flame of divinity. No matter the cost.

“Your pussy is weeping for me, Amara... It’s making a mess of my rug. Be a good girl and let me lick you clean before I stretch you open.” “I… I didn’t mean to... aakkkhhh..." Darien’s hand snakes under her skirt, his fingers finding her center, already soaked and swollen for him. He circles the sensitive heat of her clit with a cruel, possessive smirk tugging at his lips as she whimpers. “You don’t call me 'Sir' when you’re this wet for me. Say my name.” His free hand lunged for her, his large palm engulfing her breast through her blouse. He squeezed it with a brutal, possessive strength, his thumb and forefinger finding her nipple and rolling it with agonizing pressure until she was sobbing his name. "God, yes... I'm a mess because of you, Darien!" she gasped, arching her back until her breasts pressed against his suit. “I’m so fucking wet I’m soaking your hand. Now stop teasing me and give me what this bond is screaming for.” He leans in, his golden eyes glowing with a beast's hunger, his voice dropping to a vibration against her ear. “See? Your walls are twitching for me, aren't they? They’re hungry for my cock.” He pulls his hand back, his fingers dripping with her sweet juices. His gaze never leaves hers as he brings them to his mouth, his tongue swiping across his skin with a slow, agonizingly sensual lick. “Sweet,” he growls, tasting her surrender. “And I’m going to devour every last drop of you.” *** Amara Hayes thought she was just another cleaning lady at Ispire Inc., until one awkward, clumsy night completely flipped her life upside down. It was supposed to be just another boring shift. Clean the office. Mop the floors. Avoid the insanely hot, terrifyingly gorgeous boss. Instead, she tripped, fell… and accidentally kissed him. She figured she’d be getting a termination letter, not a pair of horns, scales, and wings?! Her “strict but ridiculously hot” boss, Darien Dravik? Turns out he’s not just some kind of billionaire. He’s a beastmen from dragon race, and apparently, she’s his mate. Now, Amara’s stuck in a bond with a guy who growls when other men look at her and calls her “mine” like it’s his favorite hobby. Darien might be one of the most powerful and wanted men in the city, but under that expensive suit, there’s a dragon who’s totally lost control around her. And if she tries to walk away? Well… it could cost her a lot more than just her job. It could cost her life. In a world where peace between humans and beastmen is a fragile illusion, their bond could set everything on fire. But Darien? He swears he’ll protect her, even if it means burning the whole world down.

There are some things that everyone knows. Team Rocket is evil beyond belief, and their boss Giovanni is even worse. The man have ordered his team to make use of the fragment of Mew's DNA they have found in the dense jungle. With that Team Rocket get into possesion of a living weapon. Most powerful Pokemon in the entire world. Mewtwo. What no one knows is the fact that Mewtwo wasn't mindless. It learns. Grows. Adapts. And finally realizes there's some ability its creator won't let it have. Form changing. Thanks to that Mewtwo finally breaks out of the laboratory and manages to escape. Which would be a great news but something must have gone wrong. Giovanni spot its while changing forms. And most importantly the man's corpse weren't found. It means there's only one way Metwo could ensure its own safety - by getting rid off Giovanni once for all. So here comes the main problem. How to do that? It's hard (to say the least) to even track a man who ruled the most powerful organisation in the underworld. Not to mention he most likely has a contacts all around the 'upper' world. And that's why Mewtwo came up with ridiculous plan. To gather every legendary from five regions most close to Kanto and unite them against Giovanni. Is it stupid? Yeah, surely. But the alternative is returning to Team Rocket and letting Giovanni rule the whole world. Mewtwo can't allow this to happen! After all it wouldn't like to share. AN: Hi! Due to some life circumstances I quit writing for about 7 years. Used to like it a lot and tries to return. This fan-fiction is a 'returnee' to it, so do not have high expectations. Writing could be bad as hell (or the Distortion Worlds for geeks). updates would appear as I update (tldr randomly) and at some point I may just cancel this. Despite that (even if only for now) - have fun! Some chapters may contain TW, mostly brief desripction of violence (let's be honest the main character isn't the most paceful one). I'll make sure to point it at the beggining of every chapters where it appears. Also try to not write much of them - after all this novel is for general audience. EDIT: Considering many TW chapters I decide to change it to parental guidance suggested. Yet those tw mostly appear in prologue (chapters 1-6) and can be skipped. Average word per chapter: 1.2k

A man dies in one world…and wakes up in another,inside a body that was never his. Before he can even understand how, the world marks him as something impossible..an anomaly,the kind Arbiters are designed to erase. Then he meets them: Solance — a living light who shouldn’t exist.Fragile, flickering, beautiful… one touch away from vanishing forever. Lioren — a human girl who survived the unspeakable.Quiet. Wounded. Terrifyingly brave when it matters. Three beings who were never meant to meet.Three souls the world tries desperately to keep apart.Three hearts that connect anyway. And that connection? It breaks the universe. The Arbiters launch trial after trial:Loss. Separation. Isolation.Identity fracture. World-level punishment. Each trial should destroy them. Each failure should erase one of them. Each rule says their bond is forbidden. But the bond doesn’t break....it evolves. It grows stronger. It fuses their souls. It rewrites the laws holding the world together. Until one day…the Arbiter system collapses. The sky fractures. Reality glitches. And the creator of all Arbiters...the Architect...descends to witness the birth of something no world has ever seen: A tri-bond strong enough to rebuild reality from scratch. A new era begins. A world without rules. A universe learning to breathe again through three interconnected hearts. This is the story of a bond the universe tried to kill..and accidentally made unstoppable.

Merin is reincarnated into a new world.  After he died in his previous world. And the new world is an extraordinary world. He is full of curiosity and fear for the new world. But he is born in the new world as a tree. Struck in a place. To explore the new world, he tries to find way to escape from his tree body, or transforms himself to a humanoid. In the process, he finds the reason he reincarnated into this world.  A mirror, that can send his soul to reincarnate into new worlds. Authors note- The first volume would be of Merin's life in another world and as a human.

​Two Tribes. One Massacre. A Love Forged in Fire and Salt. ​In the divided world of Varnathian, the Druvkaur are fire and shadow, while the Velanthri are song and sea. They were never meant to touch. But at eighteen, Zekar, a reckless Druvkaur warrior with a dragon’s soul, meets Emery, the ethereal daughter of a Velanthri Lord. Their connection is instant—a forbidden spark that promises to bridge the gap between their warring peoples. ​Then, the world burns. ​When the Empire of Eldharûn launches a genocidal massacre, Zekar is left for dead in the ashes of his village, and Emery is dragged away in chains, a "Songbird" prize for a cruel Prince. ​Eight years pass. ​Zekar has become a legend—the Dragon King of a secret rebellion, obsessed with the girl he couldn't save. He has spent every second of his life hardening his heart and honing his fire for one purpose: to take her back. ​When he finally storms the Imperial Capital, he doesn't find the fragile girl he remembers. He finds a woman who has learned to survive in the silence. ​Zekar doesn't just want to rescue her; he wants to claim her. He takes her to his fortress in the clouds, but the slow-burn between them is now a dangerous conflagration. As a new war looms and ancient magic awakens, they must decide if their bond is a sanctuary—or a cage. ​He will burn the world to keep her. She will find her voice to save him.

Lilian was never meant to survive the night she was bitten. Instead, she becomes the property of other three vampires who saved her for their own reasons. When the transformation gnaws at her, tearing her humanity apart one painful breath at a time. They watch her suffer, guide her pain, and bind her to them with blood. Until the protection begins to feel like possession. Thus, she was dragged into a brutal immortal world to learn the truth, where one will protect her, one will break her, and one might make her beg, demanding everything she is willing to lose.

Three years ago, the Zahryssar Empire saved the Northern Kingdom of Thalryn from absolute annihilation. In gratitude—and desperation—Duke Veyrhold of Thalryn swore a vow to the Coiled Throne: he would send a bride to the Serpent Emperor. But gratitude soon turned to fear. The ruler of Zahryssar, Zeramet Karash, Prime Alpha of a bloodline, was rumored to be a monster—the Serpent King who wiped out his own bloodline, a ruler no consort had ever survived, and a sovereign who could erase a person’s very identity. No omega stepped forward and the promise remained unfulfilled. Until Zahryssar demanded payment. “If I could save your kingdom,” the Emperor declared, “I can erase it just as easily.” With war threatening once more and innocent lives at stake, the Duke made a final choice to send his own omega daughter—only to be refused by her; she chose death over being sent to a monster. And then, his son stepped forward. Levin Veyrhold, Alpha heir of House Veyrhold—warrior, future heir of Veyrhold—offered himself instead. No Omega could survive the Serpent Emperor… but perhaps an Alpha could. In a world where vows are law, power is biology, and love is the most dangerous defiance of all, can Levin Veyrhold survive the serpent emperor?

Who am i? "The vessel must be pure. The mind a blank scroll upon which the new consciousness can be written" "The curse of the pharaoh will be unleashed upon those who dare to disturb his eternal rest" Who are you?....... I am you

Steel is a demon that is hated by the worlds. He is weak but slippery. However, in a world like that his abilities are not enough. All creatures can grow and become perfect but a demon can't grow stronger. They can only ruin themselves and become even more imperfect. Also becoming imperfect meaning falling in the hands of the Mother. However, Steel doesn't want to be under someone else control. So he will become stronger by stealing, using other creatures and finding strong items. His journey will take him to terrifying locations and stuff. Now some words from a fellow demon, RIver. [I am River. Nice to meet you. I'm here to let you know about the novel and what is it about. Like a summary of sorts. Now where do i start. well, it is about a Shy demon who really loves getting himself into trouble but don't worry, he is way too slippery to be caught. The world is a scary place but I am with him to morally support him. That's all I am capable of doing but who knows maybe one day I will be doing much more. Maybe you can find it if you read this silly thing.] (side note: i am using AI art... cause I can't afford a real cover for my book. Maybe in the future but for now that's all i got. That AI character is suppose to be like RIver but No, there is no resemblance. So yeah, that's all.)

Oke, para penggemar kisah luar biasa! Siapkan dirimu, karena Stan Lee yang satu ini akan membawamu dalam petualangan epik, bukan main-main! Lupakan sejenak Kumo Desu atau Tensura, karena sekarang kita akan menyambut pahlawan—atau lebih tepatnya, ANTI-PAHLAWAN—yang akan mendefinisikan ulang makna "reinkarnasi"! Dari balik tirai realitas, di mana takdir sering kali bermain-main dengan kita, lahirlah sebuah saga yang akan membuatmu tertawa, menangis, tegang, dan mungkin sedikit mual (tapi dijamin nagih!). Kita akan menyelami bab demi bab, halaman demi halaman, hingga jiwa kalian benar-benar terikat pada kisah ini. Jadi, tarik napas dalam-dalam, siapkan camilan, karena sekali kau masuk, tak ada jalan kembali! Ini dia, dengan segala kemegahan dan kegilaannya... Sang Kecoak dari Labirin Elroe!

??? had it tough the past few months his family members died in a fire accident and sure he got paid a lot of insurance and got into a state college but he has nothing left no reason to move forward so when he dies and a god offers him a second chance at life he takes it

A cat... That is also a warlock... That likes to eat ghosts. --- Mater Evol Heracy was a prideful warlock in his past life. But he successfully escaped his ill-fated to a new world. Unfortunately for him, he has become a cat. Mater found himself in the modern 21st century that filled with horrors in every nook and cranny of this haunted city. Coincidentally, ghosts are exactly what he needs to grow his power. "I shall feasts upon all the horrors and become the one and only Darklord. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" -- https://discord.gg/QMDetEzXaj

One learns the hard way how wrong this line actually is: 'Brains over brawn.' It all started when Viktor Redwood slaughtered ten thousand soldiers, outwitted the legendary Emperor Leo and his five mythical-class heroines, and put a bullet through his head in front of those heroines—all achieved using sheer intelligence. But even with all that, he lost everything, got too lazy to even care about anything, and was cornered by absolute strength—all while his corrupted incubus race slowly awakened within him, warping his body with demonic features he could barely hide—leading him to decide to at least kill those heroines alongside himself in a boom. Only for him to regress back into his fat, powerless, and cursed body, starting again. This time, with the knowledge that his dormant bloodline will manifest again, transforming him piece by piece. The bad thing about all this? Now he's been thrown back to his worst day—the trial where his fiancée Elena—the one who put a blade to his heart just a moment ago—framed him. But even that didn't stop him from becoming the villain who made heroes bleed and heroines breed. Unlike last time, when he had thwarted her plans, this time he chose to exile himself to prepare an army of his children and wives. Viktor's got the 100x Ability Rebate System: enter powerful women, steal their abilities, multiply them by 100, and return them in bundles when they become mothers with a ratio of 100% to wives and 50% to children. And with a corrupted bloodline that changes his human self to Incubus as he use system—he will get to have a new identity as Householder Incubus. However, this time, the issue is a small twist—where, even with such an overpowered skill, he has been thrown into a wasteland with his loyal mid-thirties nanny, Helena. Will a weak baron with a cursed bloodline slowly transforming his body be able to create his own army and become the Emperor? « What to Expect: => Lots of Lemons (Babies aren't going to pop from the sky, right?) => Fatherhood Journey (A young man to a father of an army of babies, funny x100) => Transformation from Lust to Responsibilities (Responsible Lust, TADA!) => Kingdom Building + Cute, smart children running the kingdom while parents are on vacation. (Vacation to add more babies to the collection to run the kingdom) => Children Handling Kingdoms (Rest assured, babies will be smart and proficient in all subjects you all failed.) => Teaching Lessons to Heroines Who Dared to Touch the MC (Not forgiveness but punishment by giving heroines' brothers and sisters.)

Sol Mercer suddenly finds himself dropped into the world of Zenless Zone Zero—right onto the "big mine" of Nicole from the Cunning Hares. To avoid being an illegal resident, he has no choice but to join the Cunning Hares. Just as Nicole is about to put him to work serving tea and water, hoping he’ll latch onto a rich benefactor, the system arrives right on schedule. His first reward? A tenfold-enhanced "Yan Shuangying" template. · Ten times the limits of human physique · Mastery of all vehicles · Mastery of all weapons But the most crucial abilities are: · Concept Skill - Bullets of the Eagle: "The Eagle's bullets are without limit—how many I say there are, there are." · Concept Skill - God of Gambling: "I rarely lose, and when I do, it's only one silver dollar." · Concept Skill - Duality of Life and Death: "Life and death, an endless cycle—I live for you, you die for me!" With just this template alone, he can already stand firm in this world. But the system holds even more: Morax, the Blonde Traveler of the Abyss, the Sentient Stellaron—Caelus... Nicole, ever defiant: "One more bet! If I lose, you’ll face the thunder!" Anby, dead serious: "A kiss after battle is common sense—it’s in all the movies!" Ellen, blushing fiercely: "A shark’s teeth… are very sharp, you know?" Belle, emanating dark energy: "As a Proxy, tying you up at home is perfectly reasonable, right?"