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( this is a draft or raw screen script) IF you're wondering what this is.....LMAO even i don't know what I'm even writing, shit just randomly spawned inside my PEANUT ahh brain,maybe in watched too much anime edits i never READ or WROTE a single novel or text based fiction so I have BIG 0 experience in this one

NO SMUT. My name is Michelle, and I was murdered by the two people I trusted most—my fiance and my stepsister. Sickly, powerless, and foolishly kind, I couldn’t even fight back as they took everything from me. As I lay dying, regret was the only thing I had left. I thought of all the stories I once loved—tales where villainesses lived boldly, took what they wanted, and never begged for love that would only betray them. For the first time, I wished I could be like them. Then a voice answered. [Congratulations, host. You’ve been chosen for the Villainess System.] When I opened my eyes, I was no longer the girl who died. I had transmigrated into the body of Seraphina Helene Valemont—a woman feared, powerful, and destined to fall—in a world of magic and nobility. Armed with a mysterious system that rewards ruthlessness, punishes weakness, and pushes me toward becoming something far darker, I now stand among scheming nobles, manipulative royals, and enemies who hide behind perfect smiles. But this time, things will be different. Love? Trust? Mercy? I already died for those once. This time, I will be ruthless. This time, I will survive. And if this world insists on casting me as the villainess— Then I will become the most unforgettable one it has ever seen. After all… this is exactly what I wished for.

Qin Yue, famous for his unlucky constitution felt like he had used up all his lifetimes worth of luck to leave the village. But that was it. Even after leaving, bad luck plagued him insistently and robbed him of various opportunities. That was why he was skeptical when his friend found him a cheap house. His rent had already expired and his old landlord refused to keep him. With the mentality of just going to check it out, he found out it was real, not some prank. A random person didn't snatch it seconds before he arrived, the landlord didn't faint and the house had to be sold to pay hospital bills.. nothing. Thinking that this was his second in a lifetime lucky break, he didn't hesitate to pay the rent for a year straight. After moving in, he found out his luck couldn't just be changed like that. Why didn't any one tell him this was a haunted house? And now the ghost was refusing to let him go.

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Legend has it, he is the hero Griffith, who, with a single recitation of his Noble Phantasm, made all the Greek heroes chant poems of chuunibyou style during their ultimate moves. Legend has it that he is a hero created from a lie, a descendant of the heroes aboard the Argo, and the descendant of Kratos, the dragon slayer hero. Legend has it he is the hero who peeled off the armour of the gods from the flesh and blood of his body, making even the sun god impressed with his dedication. Some say that the goddess of beauty, the goddess of wisdom, the goddess of discord, and even the pure goddess of the moon and the queen of the underworld were all madly in love with him and fought fiercely over him. He is the Adonis of spring, adorning the pure hearts of goddesses with floral crowns, a rainbow-coloured figure in the eyes of countless unrequited lovers, both human and divine. Apollo wept daily in white learning, saying: "It was me first." Poseidon looked at Athena's kiss with jealous envy, splitting apart with rage: "How am I supposed to feel seeing the ones I once desired and those I now desire together?" The three Celtic goddesses, unable to obtain him, sought to destroy him. The earth mother goddess Nephthys personally crowned him as the hero of the storm, giving him the name of Set, the god of destruction in the desert, viewing him as her eternal lover. And it all starts with a war, with the hero chanting: "The awe of the king is displayed at this moment. Witness the power that shakes the heavens and the earth!" ___________________ This is a Translation.. So, you can credit the original 'Author: Merlin You Have No Feelings' ...he has written a good fanfic. I'm merely translating ... if the original author wants me to remove their work, just leave a comment below msg me at.. https://www.scribblehub.com/profile/114611/abhii28/ ______ I've used chatgpt for translation with some adjustments so, only read if you can handle the words. The updates will be fast as I've got about 100 chapters in stock. (Ancient Greece–Rome–Greece..) The Story starts in Rome and then simulates to the Ancient Greece(Trojan War)...

Ryusuke Higo is just an ordinary boy. Not too handsome, but not too ugly. Not too smart, yet not too stupid. He is what people say is the perfect NPC. However, he has a deep secret that nobody knows. He can see the future. Not too far, of course. Just three to five seconds to the future. It looks like a useless ability, right? Cannot be used to predict anything that can be changed, and cannot be used to help him make money or improve his life. Even Higo himself has thought that way for such a long time. However, one small accident on the football pitch changes everything. By then, he finally realizes the best way to utilize his clairvoyance. To become a goalkeeper! Will he be able to thrive further? Conquer Japan? And what about the world? Follow the story of Higo, the ordinary boy who yearns to become a legend, rising from a novice to become a legend!

She hated him for lying to her and kidnapping her. He would burn the world to protect her. “I’d rather die than be owned by you,” I screamed. He approached slowly, his expression cold and unreadable. “You can’t die without my permission.” -------------- Mila Vega, a promising heart surgeon, lived her life on her own terms until she saved a stranger, until she found out the weak and injured man she had brought home was a ruthless devil. Dominic Russo, a mafia king, cold, calculative, untouchable. Mila hated him. She hated him for locking her up, for the way he looked at her as if she belonged to him. ----------- I stepped back as he approached. “You won’t be able to cage me here,” I barked. “I’ll find my freedom.” He sneered, with dangerous light in his eyes. “Try it. You won’t make it past the gate." He didn’t bluff. He wouldn’t let her leave his side, no matter what. Trapped in his dangerous world, Mila should run. But why couldn’t she stop thinking about him? She saw him kill without mercy, yet his eyes softened when they rested on her. His touch was possessive, but protective. ‘Does he love me?’ Her heart raced. In the world ruled by blood and power, with enemies close in from every corner, emotions were luxury. Love couldn’t bloom. Just as she started to wonder if this monster had a heart, she realized his heart was too cold to warm it. She understood she was nothing but his plaything. Mila’s hatred ignited all over again. She wanted to disappear from his world for good. But the man she called a monster, a ruthless killer, might be the only one willing to burn the world to protect her. ------------ He pinched my chin, putting enough force to make me wince. “You will not run again.” I dared to look into his eyes defiantly. “And if I do?” He said in a calm tone. “I’ll bring you back.”

A virtual reality game set in the Warhammer Universe, featuring a high degree of freedom and incorporating multiple well-known IPs, has become a viral sensation online. Drawn by its popularity, Datch becomes one of its players. Little does he know, the real game is just beginning—and he has already been transported into the actual Warhammer Universe, becoming its sole player. Guilliman: Datch is an excellent warrior, but he never listens. Every time I give him a mission, he skips it. Trazyn: I’m curious how he manages to break stars into blocks. Tau: For that guy, physics doesn’t exist. Khorne: That bastard built a giant pillar and said he’d use it to defeat me. Nurgle: He kidnapped my children, washed them clean, and the humiliation fills me with grief and anger. Tzeentch: All changes are part of destiny, but that bastard shattered destiny itself. Slaanesh: Actually, I’ve already corrupted Datch, but I don’t dare tell him. Datch: I’ve forgotten the beginning, forgotten the end—anyway, let the warp burn. More info at: https://www.novelupdates.com/series/the-only-player-in-warhammer/

Alex suddenly wakes up in the midst of cheering and jeering just a moment after his death, with memories of the incident being a blur. He tries to understand his situation. He soon finds out that, he had appeared in a totally different world, a one that he knew very well but didn't completely understand. And him not being Human had put him in a precarious situation as he was aware of the tragedy that awaits the future. with all this, he chose to Grow stronger in order to survive and change Fate it self. This Novel is a participant of the Web Novel spirity awards Spring 2020, so your votes and the like would be very helpful!!. Thinking of making an active channel on discord... but before then, you can chat me up on discord with Daoist XuYi#2777 Thank you! PS: I hereby declare that this story is purely fictitious and has nothing to do with specific characters, institutions, groups, or cases. Any similarities are purely coincidental.

Join Discord - https://discord.gg/AnTWAbTEW --- Su Ming was a regular office worker. Then one bad day (and one fatal overtime shift) later, he woke up in the Heavenly Cloud Sect, one of the greatest cultivation sects under the heavens. Sounds amazing, right? A fresh start, endless opportunities, beautiful mountains, flying swords, except… His master had already vanished. His new title? Peak Master of White Lotus Peak. White Lotus Peak’s glorious legacy? Dust, an incomplete cultivation technique that nobody understands, and exactly zero disciples. No resources. No prestige. No future. And to make matters worse, he was already a cripple - on a ticking clock. … Su Ming rubbed his temples. “Really? Out of all the possibilities, I get this?” He sighed. But if the heavens thought he would quietly play the role of a washed-up cripple, they clearly underestimated an overworked office worker who had binge-read far too many cultivation novels. Follow our Peak Master as he stumbles, schemes, and occasionally slashes his way through the mysterious world of cultivation—amid heaven’s chosen, young masters, villains, and “protagonists”… all while uncovering the so-called mysteries of the great Dao. Cover - https://in.pinterest.com/pin/26669822787271793/

Spezia is peaceful — on the surface. Its officials preach stability, promise safe futures to those who comply, and hand out "golden opportunities" to anyone willing to stop asking questions. Zenon doesn't believe a word of it. Caught between a father who wants him drafted into military service, a best friend chasing a fantasy life in Aristia he knows nothing real about, and a persistent, gnawing suspicion that nothing around him is as random as it looks — Zenon drifts through his own quiet chaos. He assumes it's just in his head. A school trip should have been harmless. A luxury yacht. Calm water. A day meant to reward students who never earned anything in their lives. Then the blood. Bodies in the bathroom. A supervisor who isn't what he claims to be. A scream that never should have stopped — and did. By the time Zenon understands what's happening, it's already too late to run. What follows isn't survival. It's a reckoning. Because long before the yacht, before the screaming, before the first body hit the floor — something had already been growing behind Zenon's eyes. A single black point, expanding in a white, endless space, night after night, in dreams he never told anyone about. Now it's awake. And when it opens, nothing about that beach — or about Zenon — will make sense the way it used to. --- Posting schedule: ! 4 chapters/week while trending in Rising Stars ! 2 chapters/week afterward ! 5 chapters on release day ! IG: Y2xsrium This isn't just another web serial — I'm writing a ???????. Stick around and see for yourself. Enjoy...

In a ruined future where the government now sells basic needs, Aléssio, a boy borned with a beauty that was ethereal, yet didn't have a fate as wonderful as his looks and appearance did, decided to join a mysterious program named "Saviors", a technological project that would grant people powers to make a better world. Just as everything is going smoothly, fate decides to lead him back to Cassandra, a girl who once saved him and later shattered his world. The deeper he ventured into the program, the more twisted the truth becomes. Who is Dr. Aurèle, the man who shares the same face and an almost identical name despite existing in this timeline ? And why do people grow more and more corrupted day by day ? To survive and discover the hidden truth, Aléssio must face his past, overcome the worst version of himself, fight not only for the world, but for the people he loves. Because the greatest threat was never the corrupted nor the government... but something far closer. ------- Disc : This author is just a young student and is working for a boss called school. Because of that, I usually post a chapter each week unless there's exam—resulting chapters post for maybe 2 weeks or more. Also, English isn't my first language so there will be a lot or maybe some grammar error. If you'd like to share feedbacks, suggestions, or writing tips, feel free to leave it in the comment. I prefer to continue interacting in this platform and I'm not comfortable with sharing personal contact information. This story contains dark uncomfortable scenes including violence, murder, and character's death. Please read it at your comfort level! That's all. Hope you enjoy ;)

"Luca, please…" she cried. "You need to see who the devil really is. And decide if you want me that way," he said. "Because this is who I am. You either accept it or reject it." Luca's hand reached for a knife from the array of tools spread meticulously on the desk. "I wanted to prolong his suffering…" he murmured. "Luca…" she whispered. "But since this is a show and tell…" Without a pause, he cut the rope holding Inferi's wrists, letting the man drop heavily to the floor with a thud that made the room shudder. Inferi's eyes, wide with terror, flicked to Vee as his body twisted weakly under the weight of his injuries. "This isn't one of those times when you ask me to let someone go, I am going to kill him right here." "You have two choices," he continued. "Walk away right now, and I will accept that you will never accept who I am. Or stay and watch me kill him, to prove to me that you accept all of me, that you want all of me." "God, please, Luca, don't do this." Behind Luca, Inferi struggled weakly on the floor. Luca looked only at her. "It's simple, Vee. I am giving you a choice. I don't have a gun to your head, now, do I? Are you ashamed of who I am, or do you accept who I am?" "It's not so simple!" Vee yelled. "You're asking me to stand here while you take a life." "I will count to ten." He gestured with the knife toward the steel door behind her. "There is the door. Here is me." "Jesus!" Vee bit down on her lower lip. She squeezed her eyes shut. "Jesus Christ!" "One…" "Two…" She stepped toward him. "Three…" "I'm not running." She moved closer. "I will not run. I will stay." "Four…" Vee drew in a shaky breath, steadying herself against the tidal wave inside her. "I meant what I said last night. I said I love you. I meant it. But don't subject me to this. It will not change how I feel about you. It won't." She stepped even closer, until the knife hovered inches from her hip. "But it will most definitely change me." She swallowed hard. "If you make me stand here and watch this, you are not testing my love. You are reshaping me into something I may never recognize again." Her hands came up slowly and pressed against his chest. "I love the man who protects. The man who terrifies everyone else but holds me like I matter." Her eyes glistened, but she did not look away. "I know what you are. I accept what you are. But do not ask me to become it." "Five…" Luca moved behind Inferi now, the knife hovering at his throat. Vee's feet rooted to the floor, the edge of Luca's jacket gripped tightly in her fists. Her eyes, brimming with tears locked onto his, daring him to see, really see, what she was becoming in his presence. "Six…" he continued. He held the knife steady against Inferi's skin, a cold, absolute line of judgment, waiting. And in that pause, Luca realized a part of him wanted her to run, desperately. He wanted her to bolt, to retreat from this room of blood and fear, because maybe, just maybe, if she ran, he would see the futility of the obsession clawing at him from the inside. "Seven…" he murmured. "Eight…" "Nine…" Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall.

Transmigrated into a sword!? By killing, he gains Evolution Points, starting from a broken sword and evolving into a legendary epic demonic sword! ____________________ You can read advance chapters of this novel and other novels in my patreon patreon.com/NO_NAME1412

Year 685 — Transmigrated into this world. Year 690 — Consumed the Sand-Sand Fruit, and developed its abilities using Azir, the Desert Emperor, as a conceptual model. Year 695 — Met his closest friend, Nefertari. Year 715 — Founded the Alabasta Empire. Year 719 — Rowan fell in battle, perishing on the eve of the World Government’s founding. Year 720 — The World Government was established. The Void Century began. …… Eight hundred years later. Sea Circle Calendar, Year 1507 — Due to the aftershocks of a battle involving the current Sand-Sand Fruit user, “Sir Crocodile” Crocodile, the long-slumbering Rowan awakens.

Rain - a young girl from Earth, follows her dreams to chase the stars. She travels through planets and helps the people on there, and deals with their major issues by the help of external forces.

In Hollywood, nothing is real—not the smiles, not the red carpets, and certainly not the love stories. Riley Carter, America’s latest obsession, has everything: flawless beauty, an Oscar nomination, and a mansion with views to die for. But beneath the spotlight, she’s suffocating—craving something genuine in a world built on illusion. Elena Harper: brilliant, ruthless, and breathtakingly untouchable. As the CEO of a global media empire, Elena doesn't do feelings. She does mergers, million-dollar deals, and glass-walled solitude. But when a high-stakes project throws Riley into her orbit, sparks fly—and not the friendly kind. What begins as a cold professional entanglement slowly turns into something neither woman expected. But with paparazzi on their heels, secrets buried deep, and careers on the line, the question isn’t if they’ll fall for each other—it’s whether the world will let them survive it.