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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. 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.

Wada Ryuji, Ikezoe Kenichi, and Takatoshi Imanami one day found themselves in the world of Uma Musume in younger bodies after being attacked by a weird white pony. After a while, Imanami gathered the others to discuss their findings over the past month. Wada Ryuji: "I'm not sure if you guys will believe this, but I found the Uma Musume version of T.M. Opera O at Tracen Academy. But she was so different from what I expected that even I didn't recognize her at first. I thought that if he had turned sentient, he wouldn't have had much of a personality, let alone this!" Ikezoe Kenichi: "Don't even mention it. In fact, you should be happy. I met the Uma Musume version of Orfevre, and the president even asked me to be her trainer! My life is going to be a living hell again... MY CUTE CURREN CHAN, WHERE ARE YOU??!!!!" -----+----- This is a fan translation, I am not the original author and all credit goes to their respective owners, The raw name is: 训过实马的我们穿越了怎么还要训赛马娘？ The OG author's name is: 许氏子谦 The artist of the cover: Me :)

A certain immortal fae-blessed druid, in desperate need of an antidote to her centuries-spanning boredom, embarks on a quest to carouse with any and all virile he-humans that will absolutely alter the trajectory of her world forever.

He had thought he had finally reached peace. But when faced with a disaster he could not comprehend, Oren realized it was not peace waiting for him, but death. In desperation, he pulled on his anchor, escaping certain death. The anchor did not return him "home," nor did it grant him safety. Instead, it dragged him downward and cast him into a cursed world. He fell from the clouds and crashed into a lone house on the distant outskirts of a great city. He survived but at a cost. Cursed by the very world he had trespassed upon, Oren awakened there as something he had never been before. Stripped of what he once was, he was forced to walk the world and flourish as something painfully fragile, slowly reclaiming what had been taken from him.

In the ruins of a fractured world, defiance is a death sentence. Excelling in the fine arts of covert observation, she collects secrets and trades in betrayals. This data broker doesn’t believe in fairness or morality. After all, that’s the only way to survive – and thrive – in a limited human space, constantly besieged by strange fauna. She’s spent a lifetime running from the powers that be and slipping through the cracks. However, a fateful misstep pulls this furtive shadow into the sights of a man set to inherit the hopeless war. His ascent to the throne is paved with the bodies of those who stood against him – and those who didn’t. This capricious warlord intends to cut the trespasser’s insolence out with a blade. Slowly and carefully – because death would be far too kind. He wants her taught a lesson. Disfigured. Broken. Owned. Yet she vanishes into the overcrowded streets. A hounded prey becomes an umbrage with a vendetta and wages a one-woman war on his reputation. From the darkness, she turns the rising officer's name and affairs into rot. She never lets him forget she’s still out there. Watching. The nobleman handles it all without faltering. However, the manhunt gradually twists into a slow, burning obsession. The woman’s daring, her rage fascinate him. Consume him. All grudging sentiments warp into respect… and something stronger. When enemies close in on all sides, he calls upon his shadow with an alluring promise of truce. Trust is a knife. And he hands it to her – willingly. Story ahead can be found here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DRSX826G

Western fantasy pure dragon novel + many children, many blessings + pseudo-behind-the-scenes story + interdimensional warfare + clash of Eastern and Western mythology Li Chen, a corporate slave, was involved in a car accident on the national highway. He thought his life was over, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself to be a greedy and violent female red dragon among the five-colored dragons. Upon hatching, she cried out her inherited true name, Livia Kelsina Novati, and witnessed her unheard-of brothers being swallowed alive by Daenerys Targaryen. This is a dragon world devoid of kinship, where only blood ties and power matter. She unexpectedly awakens the [Many Children, Many Blessings System]—the more children she has, the stronger she becomes. Dragons only have a few days of mating season per year. Just as Livia was worrying about this, the system notified her that because she was a transmigrator, her physiological mechanisms had been optimized, and her mating season had become year-round, three times a month. From then on, a red dragon appeared deep in the volcano, seducing blue dragons to steal their genes and then running away, tempting gold dragons to have children and then disappearing. Abyss lords, elemental monarchs, and otherworldly gods all became her "breeding targets". The metal dragon denounced her as shameless, the five-colored dragon cursed her as insane, and the gem dragon avoided her at all costs. Until the Western Dragon Alliance pressed in, the Silver Dragon Elder roared that he would take her life, Livia lazily snorted, and the lava behind her boiled. In the shadows, one hundred and twenty-seven pairs of dragon eyes suddenly opened: a mixed-blood dragon descendant who spews lightning and fire, a legendary offspring who controls the laws, a ferocious variant from the abyss, and even a five-clawed dragon descendant with Eastern runes. She grinned, revealing sharp, molten teeth, her smile chilling: "Fighting is so boring, how about... we talk about reproductive cooperation?" **This is not my work this is just a translation**

When you wake up, you have become an Uma Musume!! You have no idea what happened but with the support of loyal friends you charge forward determined to live life to the fullest and race toward the bright future that awaits you. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds

A newborn goblin opens his eyes for the first time, and instead of an empty mind, consciousness presents itself to the world. The baby possesses memories and thoughts far beyond what is possible, and he realizes with shock that he has been reborn. As he struggles to comprehend his surroundings, fragments of his former life resurface. He remembers a goddess telling him that this world is the setting for her latest novel: a brutal fantasy where goblins are among the weakest beings, hunted, exploited, and used as expendable tools by stronger races. As he grasps the truth and glimpses his own green skin, despair overwhelms him. Far from receiving a heroic second chance, he has awakened at the very bottom of the world's hierarchy, facing a future defined by cruelty, survival, and fear.

A one-night stand becomes a lifetime of forbidden desire. Julian, a 30-year-old man, never imagined falling into the obsessive orbit of Lucian, an ancient vampire with wealth, power, and a hunger that goes beyond blood. Every encounter drains more than life—memories, emotions, and even his very identity slip away under Lucian’s parasitic hold. In a world where love is dangerous, morality is optional, and obsession rules, survival comes at a price—and surrender may be the only way to live.

In the Empire of Aurelith, dragons are remembered as monsters-and scholars are forbidden to question why. Lioren Quill, a quiet archivist of the Ivory Vault, never meant to uncover the truth. But when a forbidden text binds him to an ancient Bloodglyph Contract, he becomes entangled with the Empire's greatest enemy: Vaerith Draven, the last dragon sovereign, whose memories hold centuries of erased history. They are meant to destroy each other. Instead, they are forced into an alliance neither can escape. As war looms and secrets surface, Lioren must choose between loyalty to the world that raised him-or the dragon who remembers what the world tried to erase. And Vaerith must decide whether trusting a human is worth risking the last truth dragons have left. Because some bonds are written in blood. And some enemies are never meant to remain enemies.

Antares, born from the perfect and apathetic race of Gods known as the Stars, is both curious and ambitious. Arriving in the Cardinal world as Asteri, he tests human norms—foreign and often trivial to his true nature—while seeking to understand himself and the world around him.

My life took yet another turn when my mind was broken into dust. I was mended by a veritable miracle that granted my Damon to get back. Number four was now the whole new version of him. Our life, as perfect as it seems, showed me cruelty when three of my cubs died. Pack had lost something. Destiny took us apart only to get together in the new way of life.

Dr. Anya lived a pretty normal life ,except for the fact that she had special powers locked away and where about to be fully awakened after the call to come home from her ancestors. Anya was working late at the veterinary clinic she owned. She had always had a way with making the animals feel relaxed around her. She was extremely good at her job. Then, the unexpected thing happened. She heard a magical call in form of a meow and jingle bells. driven by her instinct to follow the pull of the call, she breaks the rules of never traveling through the forest at night. There, she travels to a new world where she meets her ancestors. She had no idea she had ancestors in a different world that held a secret. But before she could meet her ancestors, she lands in the middle of a war zone. Its there where a wolfman appears to originally attack her but instead saves her. She discovered that her unborn sibling was using some king of magic to call her back home because she needed a doctor desperately. The world there was suffering from war and the beastwoman couldn't get pregnant due to high stress levels. That is why her help was needed. Soon different clans begin to hear about her healing energy and wish to have her in their good grace so that they too can have offspring. Anya unknowingly unlocks more powers and begins to realize that her ancestors were the root of all beastmen and beastwomen. will she get to see her ancestors after the war stops between beasts? what happens between her that wolfman? Find out by continuing to read along.

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even “something” in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without dissolving into everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. — Kyle. A boy worn thin by expectations that were never truly his own. Misunderstood, overestimated, and exhausted from a life spent pleasing everyone but himself. After graduation, he leaves his quiet countryside home behind, hoping a distant university might finally offer him peace. Instead, the city offers him something far stranger than loneliness. Waiting inside the house meant to be his new beginning is a girl he has never met. Serene, unfamiliar, and wrong in ways he cannot quite name. She does not feel human. And she isn’t very good at pretending to be. She asks if she can live with him. Reluctant and too kind to refuse, Kyle agrees. Unaware that he has just welcomed into his life something far older than history, and far greater than existence itself. She is not merely otherworldly. She is an existence that should not care about human hearts at all. An Outer God wearing a fragile disguise, observing a species she was never meant to touch. But through cohabitation, and with time, Anathasia begins to reveal the truth. About reality. About the end that once was. And about Kyle’s connection to the silence that remained. Until the day he finally understands everything. Her, himself, and the affirmation that holds existence together. [DISCLAIMER] This is a work of fiction set in a version of modern-day Earth. While real-world locations, historical events, cultures, and mythologies may be referenced, they are depicted in a fictionalized manner for storytelling purposes. All characters, interpretations, and narratives are products of my imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, beyond historical figures, is purely coincidental.

Not 1984. Just as cheery though :)

The weakest girl in the apocalypse accidentally became the obsession of multiple apex predators. Unfortunately for them, predators don’t share easily. Felicity was supposed to die on the first day of the apocalypse. Zombies devour the weak. Beastmen rule the ruins of human cities. Strength decides everything now. Felicity has none. Small, soft spoken, and completely unsuited for a world like this, she survives only because Victor finds her first. Victor is a winged apex predator feared by every beastman who crosses his path. He does not protect strangers. But once he chooses something… he does not let it go. Unfortunately for him, other predators have started noticing her too. A wolf who watches too quietly. A snake whose patience feels dangerous. A lion who refuses to leave her side. Predators who should never share anything. Except her. Because something about Felicity is changing them. And in a beast ruled apocalypse, predators were never meant to share. Unfortunately for them, Felicity might be worth learning how.

In ancient mythology, there was a shadow that encircled the world—lurking in the darkness, waiting for the day it could raise its head and devour the gods. It once deceived the King of Heroes, Gilgamesh, into severing his ties with the gods and orchestrated the return of the great disaster, Tiamat. It shattered the authority of Olympus and lured Athena, the goddess of wisdom, into rebellion. It kidnapped Skadi, the goddess of winter, bringing shame upon Asgard and setting off the Twilight of the Norse Gods. It even engineered the clash between Britannia’s Red Dragon and White Dragon, dragging Jeanne d’Arc into corruption. Because of this, it was branded with countless names of ultimate evil. "The Terror of Babylon, the Calamity of the Aegean Sea!" "The Nightmare of Asgard, the Apocalyptic Red Dragon with Seven Heads and Ten Horns!!" "Nemesis of the Messiah, the Original Sin of the World!!!" But seriously, we all did those things together—so why am I the one getting blamed for everything? ... When a man named Tokiomi Tohsaka used a piece of snakeskin to summon him, Samael saw how the Magus cautiously stepped in front of his daughters to shield them. In that moment, he understood... Yeah—he was definitely taking the fall for all of it. Fan translation of 没人比我更懂当反派 by 紫夜弦歌

Once upon a time, a Vampire was born. How it was born was a mystery; they say it had no mother or father. Then how could it exist? Even if it had evolved from something, wouldn’t it have a mother and father? This is a story every vampire is told from the moment they taste their first drop of blood—the tale of how our kind began. You would think that out of the billions of Vampires that walk this earth, someone would have uncovered the mystery, right? However, they didn't. This is the story of how the first Vampire was created. This entire tale is narrated by Xavier, guiding us from the very beginning to the very end. Whether his journey leads to a happy ending or something darker... you'll have to read to find out.

Outeched and without anyway to win a war on their planet humans turn to their oldest trick in their book Violence

When Ivy Mandell follows her big sister Kate to a remote manor for a babysitting job, she expects nothing more than a quiet escape after their parents' tragic death. But Bly is anything but quiet. A strange little girl who won't stop smiling. A dark lake with secrets buried beneath. And a boy - Miles. Beautiful. Mysterious. Dangerous. As Miles returns home, Ivy finds herself drawn into his charm, his games, and eventually... his madness. The house begins to shift. The past starts bleeding into the present. And Ivy begins to forget who she is - and remember something she never lived. There's no escape. Not from the manor. Not from him. Not from herself. Inspired by The Turning (2020) - this is a slow-burn descent into obsession, possession, and the kind of love that never lets go.