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18-year-old Lucen Rivers unknowingly involves himself with devils after blindly agreeing to enter a “Contract” proposed by a mysterious white-haired girl. Now, with a strange power awakening within him, Lucen’s impulsive decision permanently alters the course of his life.

[PS: A CHARACTER WITH A LOT OF AURA. DON'T EXPECT AN ANIME CAUSE IT WILL BE TOO EPIC. THE CHARACTER IS RUTHLESS, COLD AND A VILLAIN IN TRUE SENSE. IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR A DARK NOVEL MC YOU JUST FOUND THE DARKEST, CRUELEST AND CRAZIEST NOVEL MC THERE.IS ] This is a novel about a former human becoming a demon because of a game . Living the life as a demon from the abyss and crossing to other worlds.( there will be different systems in use.. different plots... different Powers. expect cultivation system, game system, magic system and much more ).His main objective is to destroy and cause chaos among the multi universe. Also this novel is using a ranking that affects both the anime verse and comic verse. Void becomes a primordial demon and step by step changes the view of all races about demons.demons are not weak , demons are pure chaos. Note the MC is cruel and indifferent to life . A dark novel.. don't expect a son of destiny... Infact void isn't a villain he is much much cruel . Don't read if u are weak minded. """"""""""""""" 100 powerstones — 2 extra chapters by weekend. 200 powerstones — 4 extra chapters 50 golden ticket — 5 massive chapters release.

Her fingers shook,not from weakness. From the need to control something. Anything. Me. "I want them all dead," she whispered into my shoulder. "Every. Last. One." I wrapped my arms around her. Let her tremble. Not because I cared. But because this was where empires were born: not on thrones, but in broken chambers and whispered grief. "It's already begun," I said into her hair. She looked up at me,those green eyes glassy with heat and hatred. "You'll kill them for me?" "No," I said. "I'll kill them for *us*." She kissed me like a drowning woman. No ceremony. No coyness. Just hunger and rage tangled into something that barely felt human. And I gave her what she needed,not love, not comfort, but the illusion of control. That's what sex is. A chess move with sweat. We collapsed onto her bed like monarchs of ashes. Her grief was my weapon. My whispers were her gospel. And somewhere, beneath all the heat and hatred, she forgot that her son had screamed. I didn't. Later, when the candlelight dimmed and she finally fell asleep beside me,arm thrown over my chest like a claim,I stared at the ceiling, replaying the scene in my mind. Her son's death wasn't clean. It wasn't meant to be. It was a ritual. One sacrifice to awaken a world not yet ready. I opened my HUD. [Narrative Skill: Cinematic Reflexes - Passive Trigger: PLANNED COMBAT SCENE- EXECUTED PERFECTLY] [Event Branching Complete: Historical Rewrite Unlocked] [Villain Proximity Rising: The Scriptorian watches your edits.] Good. Let him watch. The Director's Cut could hide behind his twisted timelines all he wanted,this was my spinoff now.

a robot born into a ruined timeline of the dragon ball multiverse explores the world and goes back in time in a fresh new body (AI is used for grammar)

My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

“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.

Reborn as a High Elf with partial memories from a failed Reincarnation a former human begins his new life with memories of fantasy and sci fi in a world full of Magic.

Genshin Impact X Game of Thrones Raiden Ei reborn as Argella Durrandon The Cryo Archon gathers all the seven gnosis' , launching a rebellion against the heavens, dragging rest of Teyvat into it. Raiden Ei, the Electro Archon, dies as she deals a fatal blow to the Heavenly Principles, while she and the Cryo Archon are clashing. Her story does not end yet.

“Gözlərin—Your Touch crossed beyond my Flesh—even drawing the MaRRow.... from my Bones — left wounds that could UnDo me…” Existence becomes a crisis. When my own identity deceives me, when someone else’s presence steals the breath meant to be mine— that is when it becomes me… and him. Each nerve of my body move only by some inner command, humanity itself feels...as though it fades into nothing. My Everything becomes his. And I… dissolve. But.. The moment someone else enters his life… My selfhood, my belonging — all of it feels like a lie. "Sevgilim… you killed your deer—it trusted you enough to die in your hands." A LoVe StoRY with No HEART...

The story follows Bai Liu, who, after losing his job, becomes involved with multiple unavoidable horror live-streaming games full of various monsters and players with killing intent, putting the players’ lives at stake.

I died a virgin right after winning the lottery. Bad luck? That's my brand. So when a Grim Reaper offered me reincarnation with a gacha system for a "second chance," I should've known better than to trust my luck. I rolled... an orc. The only fat orc in my entire tribe. The dungeon's demon lord gave me three years to lose weight or die. I trained harder than anyone, became stronger than most warriors in my tribe, but my belly stayed huge. With hours left to live, I made the dumbest decision of both my lives: if I'm dying anyway, might as well lose my virginity first. [Virginity Lost! System activated!] [Obtain dungeon control upon complete subjugation] Turns out I was supposed to be a DUNGEON MASTER, not a slave warrior. And turns out I've committed the ultimate taboo: interspecies breeding, forbidden across all civilizations. Now I'm a fugitive. Humans, demons, and monsters alike want me dead. My own kind thinks I'm disgusting. I have absolutely nothing left to lose. Time to turn the worst gacha pull in history into the greatest dungeon the world has ever seen.

Why is it, that no matter how many world shattering heroes rise and fall, no matter how many times a realm is said to be depleted of resources, a hero rises again - burning all the resources they find as they go? Another inheritance is always found, another spirit herb, magical artefact... and no one asks why they never seem to run out... ...what keeps creating all these fortunate encounters? Why? And what happens if it stops? --- Warning, this book is a slow burner - rather than a fast paced DBZ style novel --- AUTHORS UPDATE: --- First 30 (one-sixth of) existing chapters have now been edited and reuploaded. Very little has been changed plot or event wise. It's been grammar, clarity, pacing/smoothness, period accuracy, and detail/sense layering. --- Apologies to my Readers My life has gone completely insane since 2019. I am prepared to start again, but I'm going to be slowly posting revised and clean chapters first, taking down old chapters as the new edits completely replace them. Unfortunately, Webnovel doesn't alert to updates to old content. I'm managing a couple of chapters a week worth of editing. By the way, if anyone thinks AI can do the work of writing for you, I say that it's an invaluable editing tool and soundingboard - but I find it still takes three to four hours of rewriting and discussing with the AI to update each chapter to a state I'm happy with. The payoff is that the AI keeping track of the novel events, characters, plots and threads as I go; trying to keep all that straight and losing focus is a big part of what blocked me last time, so hopefully, once I get to new content things will flow smoothly. --- This work was written and revised by the author with the assistance of a trained AI editor. All final choices, worldbuilding, and character voices were shaped by the author’s intent and hand.

On a storm-soaked night, the Unezugawa District is consumed by devils born from humanity’s deepest fears. Seventeen-year-old Haruto watches helplessly as the Abandonment Devil—an entity forged from the terror of being left alone—slaughters his parents before his eyes. Yet when the monster corners him, something is wrong. Haruto does not tremble. He does not beg. He feels… nothing. His emptiness draws the attention of something far worse. In a flash of crimson, the legendary Crimson Devil appears—an ancient entity once believed to have nearly triggered the apocalypse centuries ago before being sealed by exorcists. Fascinated by the boy who cannot fear, it offers Haruto a contract: Power beyond human limits… In exchange for a precious memory each time he uses it. Haruto accepts. But there is a truth no one knows. The Crimson Devil dwelling inside him was once meant to begin the end of the world. Instead of destroying humanity, it chooses something unthinkable—it spares the brave and forms a covenant with one. To prevent future catastrophes and hunt the very devils born from mankind’s fear, Haruto joins the Exorcists—the same organization that once fought against the Crimson Devil itself. Now feared by devils… Suspected by humans… And slowly losing the memories that make him who he is… Haruto walks the thin line between salvation and annihilation. Because if the devil inside him ever changes its mind— The apocalypse will not be stopped.

Li Wei, a Level 2 researcher for the RDA. Eywa chose him. Not because he was a hero, but because he understood—life is not meant to be conquered, but to be lived with. Walking the fault line between two worlds, he grew from a cog in the machine into a planetary being.

Reyan’s ordinary life shatters in a single morning when a mysterious virus outbreak transforms people into terrifying, predatory creatures. As the city of Niraya descends into chaos, Reyan fights to survive, protect his daughter, and navigate a world where friends can become enemies in an instant.

My Synopsis: Players join the Warhammer 40k verse , basically Helldivers 2 Book synopsis: A man is unluckily lucky to find himself transported to the Warp of Warhammer 40,000. He immediately achieves what countless mortals dream of—godhood and eternal life—naming himself Terrabyte, the God of Information and Data. The catch? He's trapped in a nightmare dimension where a single, more powerful entity could crush him into cosmic dust at any second. To survive the perils of the Warp and empower himself, Terrabyte begins summoning "players" from his original world, inciting conflict to harvest the energy of information and data generated by war. Centuries later, Terrabyte observes his growing "Player Cursed Legion," which has expanded its destructive influence far beyond its starting planet. A new, audacious idea takes hold: perhaps it is time to replace the incumbent Patron Saint of Mankind. Meanwhile, far away on Holy Terra, the Emperor hears this proposal. A surge of joy courses through the Golden Throne, and the long-suffering Master of Mankind attempts to rise. TL: I'm Calling the Fourth Natural Disaster at Warhammer 我在战锤召唤第四天灾

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 fo do anything. So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you Elias Crosse. 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. 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. 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.

King Aedric Veyne built his throne on the ashes of witches. After magic killed his brother, he swore to wipe it from the world. Princess Maria of Sareen is sent north to marry him as a political sacrifice. Her duty is simple: secure his army, save her dying kingdom, and survive a husband known as the Iron Wolf. There is only one problem. She is the very thing he hunts. A Sunfire witch. If her secret is discovered, her wedding will become her execution. But the frozen king she feared is not the monster she expected... and the shadow bound to her magic would burn kingdoms to keep her alive. In a land where magic means death and mercy is treason, Maria must decide who she betrays first: her husband, her protector... or herself. Dark fantasy. Political tension. Forbidden power. Slow-burn danger.

Luna didn’t grow up in the beast world. She appeared there. One moment, she was nowhere. The next, she stood in an unfamiliar land, a fox woman marked by a mysterious System, given a single, terrifying directive: Survive. Mate. Carry the future. The System does not care about fear or consent or softness. It announces her existence to the beast clans and triggers a hunt unlike anything the world has seen. Powerful beasts are drawn to her by instinct alone, compelled to pursue, protect, and claim the fox woman chosen to bear the next generation. Shy, gentle, and utterly unprepared, Luna must navigate a world where devotion and danger blur, where protection comes with possessive instincts, and where every choice could shape the future of the entire beast world. She was not summoned to fight. She was summoned to be the future. A high-stakes fantasy romance filled with systems, instinct-driven bonds, slow-burn tension, and a heroine everyone is desperate to protect.