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Liang Jinhui is the youngest grandmaster to ever dominate the international chess stage—a player described as surgical, emotionless, inevitable. In the final round of the world championship, beneath blinding lights and the suffocating gaze of millions, he dismantles his trembling opponent with flawless precision. Every move unfolds exactly as he predicted. Every sacrifice is calculated. When the white king falls, the world crowns him champion. And then his phone vibrates. Moments after his victory, before the applause has even faded, a message appears on his screen, displayed against a black screen and a digital chessboard frozen in mid-position. “You once reached the endgame. Do you dare resume the match?” What begins as a cryptic provocation quickly spirals into something far more dangerous. Each move he makes on the app triggers consequences in reality. Powerful figures begin to watch him. Strangers seem to anticipate his decisions. The boundaries between strategy and survival blur. Behind him stands a silent, dangerous protector—sharp-eyed, unwavering, willing to pull the trigger if the board demands it. Together, they are drawn into the Infinite Night, a hidden arena where players are forced into a game far beyond trophies and titles. Here, kings bleed. Pieces breathe. And victory requires more than brilliance. Liang Jinhui has always controlled the board. But in this new game, someone else may be controlling him.

A blind date she didn't want. A man she couldn't predict. A hunger she didn't know she had. Danbi is drowning. Between the crushing weight of her student loans and the suffocating expectations of her traditional Korean parents, she has no room to breathe. Her life is a performance of the "Good Daughter"—working a dead-end bookstore job she hates and smiling through the late-night anxiety in her childhood bedroom. So when her mother arranges a blind date with a "stable, church-going man," Danbi agrees. Not because she wants to, but because she’s too exhausted to fight. She expects a boring dinner. She expects to be polite. She does not expect Kell. He is calm, dangerously wealthy, and sees right through her cheap dress to the trembling anxiety underneath. He doesn't want small talk. He wants to know why she’s lying to herself. What starts as a dinner becomes an invitation into Kell’s secluded world—a glass house of silence, structure, and absolute control. For the first time, someone else takes the wheel. For the first time, the noise in Danbi's head stops. But falling for Kell isn't safe. It requires her to strip away the only protection she has ever known: her pride. As the weekend stretches on and the boundaries blur, Danbi has to decide if she’s brave enough to trade her safe, suffocating life for a freedom that requires total submission. The Tourist is Book 1 of the Kell & Danbi Duet. This volume chronicles Danbi's awakening—the moment the mask cracks and the real hunger begins.

[Warning!!! Adult Content!!! R18!!!] All his life Damian has endured abandonment but his fiancé's betrayal with a senior associate was the last straw that broke the camels back. Shattered, Damian ended his life with a bullet to the head. [Rejoice, you have been chosen to become one of the seven potential successors of the demon lord!] [Good Luck. You will need it] Instead of death, Damian is given a second chance at life but as one of the seven princes of hell. The Introduction of the system into his life turned it into something adventurous. Tasked with sleeping with virgins, seducing the righteous and spreading immorality to the entire realm, Damian is exposed to a world he never knew existed. "But wait, you mean I also inherited a three wives as well?" "What do you mean they are the jealous types and I'm not allowed to get married?" --- Daily Release: 3 chapters minimum and 5 maximum Also, expect a slow start. It may look urban in first twenty or so chapters but don't worry, its a proper fantasy book. It just starts a bit slow

1000 Years after the Six Demon Calamity, humans were on a brink of extinction. Forced to reproduce with other races, humanity formed an agreement with the world's society: The Omni-Race Agreement. Upon turning 18, every man were to copulate with a race corresponding to the elder's choosing. A frail young man living in the outskirts was forced to have intercourse with a Succubus. However, when the night ends, he finds out that he was marked by a Succubus and has now turned into a woman! Now reborn, carrying the legacy of desire, she must navigate a world of lust, magic, and power! In a world where humanity survives by sacrifice… will she have what it takes to carry it's burdens?

He’s her one shot at freedom. She’s his only chance to believe in love. But falling for each other might get them both killed. After seven years as Scott's best friend, Stacy drops a bombshell: she’s leaving New York for an arranged marriage to Luca Cattaneo, the heir to one of America’s most feared mafia dynasties. Only then does Scott realize he’s been in love with her all along. A stolen kiss changes everything. painting a target on Scott’s back when it's aired on live TV. To protect him, Stacy activates a dead man’s switch seven years in the making and defies her father, Don Angelo Luciano, the most powerful mob boss in the country. But Don Angelo doesn’t forgive. And he never lets go. Scott, haunted by his past and terrified of love, stands by Stacy anyway. His quiet loyalty and fierce love crack the walls around her heart. For the first time, she dares to imagine a future outside her family’s bloody legacy. But the mafia plays a long game. When her father outsmarts the savant mafia princess, Stacy begs Scott to walk away. Instead, he sacrifices everything to go on the run with her. As starcrossed love battles legacy and their lives hang in the balance, one question remains: can Stacy outrun the empire she was born to rule or will it destroy them both?

Let’s not pretend like we haven’t heard this story before. Mana descends upon an unprepared world. Dungeons rupture reality. Monsters pour out. Humanity awakens in response—some with sparks, some with power capable of leveling continents. Aris Ashborne was born into that world. His problem? He was too damn cute to be taken seriously! Media companies treat him like heaven’s favorite mascot. Fellow awakened dote on him as if he isn’t ranked among the strongest humans alive. Confessions pile up. Stalkers appear. The title “Cutest Awakened” follows him everywhere. No one seems interested in how he earned his S-rank. It’s hard to command fear when people are asking what skincare routine you use. Oh well. Being underestimated has its own perks too. Truth is, Aris Ashborne is one of the few people that has transcended the ranking system entirely. He is among the few that could very well rule the world if he wanted to. But for now, he is contempt with being called a cutie. After all, monsters don't look the part.

She was born to destroy demons. He was born to challenge the god realms. As an Eternal, Kelsey was raised to hate—and ultimately wipe out demon clans. However, a powerful spell seals away her memories and godly strength. Lost and unaware of her true identity, she lives among demons… only to find herself trapped in a terrifying marriage she never chose. Luca is a calamity given form—a mixed-blood demon king, a dragon of annihilation to gods and mortals alike. Yet before his new bride, he is unexpectedly gentle, attentive… and devastatingly handsome. But their love is doomed. For Kelsey’s blood belongs to the god clans, sworn enemies of demons. And when her sealed memories begin to awaken, a voice commands her to kill her husband. As gods conspire, demon factions’ rebel, and long-buried truths about their origins come to light, Kelsey and Luca are forced to confront their fated destiny. Will love overcome destiny? And when the truth of their origins is revealed, what choice will they make?

In a world shaped by ancient powers and forgotten wars, humanity survives under the shadow of forces it barely understands. The practice of the Ancient Arts—mysterious abilities known as 'Releases' was once bestowed upon humanity by the heavens themselves as a desperate measure during a primordial war against six godlike beings known as the Six Gods of Calamity. These entities nearly erased civilization, forcing rival nations to unite in a struggle that lasted generations. Though the Calamities eventually vanished without explanation, humanity preserved the memory of that terror within a sacred monument: the Great Tombs of Constelli, a memorial built not in worship, but as a plea that such devastation would never return. Centuries later. The brutal murder of a renowned archaeologist in a forgotten alleyway should have been just another case—until it lands on the desk of Detective Silvers, a legend within the Investigations Department. Known for his flawless record and relentless pursuit of justice, Silvers has never encountered a mystery he couldn’t solve. This time, he steps into something far darker. As the investigation unfolds, Silvers discovers that the perpetrators are no ordinary criminals. They wield supernatural abilities, skills that defy human limits, and knowledge tied to forces long buried in secrecy. By the time he realizes the truth, withdrawal is no longer an option. The case has already claimed blood—and it demands more. What begins as a single murder spirals into a covert war fought in the shadows, drawing in powerful factions with clashing ideologies and hidden agendas: The Order, guardians of forbidden truths; The Mafia, whose influence stretches far beyond crime; the Investigations Department, struggling to uphold justice in a world that no longer obeys its rules; and the enigmatic Cult of the Black Scorpions, whose motives threaten to unravel reality itself. As alliances fracture and secrets surface, Detective Silvers is forced to confront a terrifying truth—this case was never just about justice. It was the opening move in a far greater game, one that will decide the fate of those who live in ignorance… and those who dare to uncover what lies beyond.

The universe had been split into two halves. One half contained the celestials, and the other contained the demons. The demons and celestials had always lived in a constant conflict, always attempting to eradicate the other with every chance that they got. For thousands of years, the celestials had developed new ways to oppress the demons instead of trying to co exist without conflict, for it was their nature to rid the universe of demons. Amidst the whole chaos was Dean, a young adult that lived a normal and fruitless life. From birth as a demon, he had always strived to become someone of importance, but it seemed almost impossible due to his poor ability to increase his demonic rank. During his aimless journey, he came across a wave of celestial energy that mysteriously found its way into the demonic realm. He absorbed the energy becoming half demon and half celestial. He evolved, using his celestial and demonic affinities to become an SSS ranked demonic celestial, surpassing any demon that had ever lived. During his evolution, his view of the world changed. He was always taught to see the celestials as a foe, but ever since he became part celestial, the pure hatred that he was taught to feel towards the celestials lessened, and he couldn't decide who was worth fighting for. Will Dean stand by the demonic race, protecting them from the celestials, and ignore the fact that they had always looked down on him for being weak? Or will his anger drive him to side with the celestials and being chaos upon the demonic race?

I own the character but nothing else. A girl gets the powers of God by merge as she travels the multiverses of her favorite TV Shows, Movies, and Anime. But she turns her power down a bit so she doesn’t one shot anyone away. MC is Lesbian and OP.

Rosaline, a seemingly ordinary salesperson—but beneath the surface, she is a 'Hunter.' In a world where dungeons are 'catastrophes,' the life of a Hunter is never their own to choose.

Forty years ago, the gates opened—and the world fell into chaos. Abyss creatures poured into cities, and no weapon could stop them. Humanity survived only because of the awakened—individuals granted unique abilities by the System. Kael lost his family to the gates long before he ever awakened. When his time finally comes, the System grants him an ability called Negotiator—a power with no obvious combat value. Pulled beyond the gates and into the Shadow Realm, Kael begins to discover that power doesn’t always come from strength—and that some paths to ascension exist outside the System’s design. In a world ruled by force, Kael chooses a different way to survive.

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further. In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even. He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction. That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him. All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made. That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next. Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him. The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved. He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch. Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small. This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)

Arthur Moreau was not just a player. He was the best. In a massively multiplayer game notorious for its brutal complexity and unforgiving systems, Arthur stood at the top. While others blamed imbalance or randomness, he mapped mechanics, dissected probabilities, and reduced chaos to structure. His reputation was not built on personality. It was built on dominance. At the center of that dominance stood his character: Gepetto. The most powerful Marionettist ever created. A class feared for its indirect warfare, battlefield control, and absolute manipulation. Gepetto did not overpower enemies — he repositioned them. He did not charge into combat — he decided who moved, who fell, and who never realized they were already defeated. Then, during a live broadcast, everything fractures. No warning. No transition screen. No system notification. Arthur is dragged into the game. Not as a beginner. Not as a weakened version of himself. But as Gepetto — at the height of his power. His skills remain. His mechanical knowledge remains. His understanding of builds, factions, exploits, and hidden systems remains. What changes is the world. Pain is real. Death is permanent. There is no respawn. No reset. No logout. And the systems he once exploited now react unpredictably — because players were variables. People are not. Trapped inside the body of the most feared Marionettist, Arthur realizes something unsettling: Power in theory is clean. Power in reality reshapes everything around it. In this world, the name Arthur Moreau no longer matters. Only one question does: Who truly holds the strings?

[FANTASY, RPG ELEMENTS, ACTION, ADVENTURE, COLD ML, STOIC ML, OP ML, ANTI-HERO, NO HAREM] Dante had lost count of how many worlds he’d been yeeted into. Chosen by the gods alongside a bunch of overpowered protagonists, he was snatched from his original world and forced to help save countless realms. But while the so-called "main characters" basked in glory, he was stuck in the background like an unpaid intern. As a Fusion Master, Dante’s job wasn’t to swing swords or hurl fireballs—no, he was the guy who crafted the legendary weapons, combined rare artifacts, and made sure the real heroes had all the shiny loot to look cool while saving the day. And what did he get for his tireless work? A pat on the back? Nope. A share of the rewards? Ha! Not even a participation trophy. World after world. War after war. Zero recognition. And finally, Dante decided: screw this. When he got transmigrated yet again, he took one look at the new demon-infested world and said, "Nope. Not my problem." This time, he wasn’t making swords. He wasn’t upgrading armor. He was going to live the dream. He was going to start . . . a farm! He was a farmer’s son and finished culinary school in his original world. Why risk life and limb fighting demons when he could be fusing super potatoes and legendary eggplants instead? Let the heroes save the world—he’d be over here, growing crops, living stress-free, and eat delicious food.

Over a thousand years ago, the Byzantine Empire (Romans but Catholic) unified the world through a campaign known as the SANCTIFICATION. This conquest was made possible by the Prime Twelve. Immortal warriors blessed with CRESTS; Divine marks that granted them godlike powers. The Prime Twelve's true purpose, however, was to seal the Seven DIAVOLO. The sealing was successful, but it came at a cost. Dimensional tears called Rifts began opening across the world, unleashing VARIANTS; monsters that defied natural law. To combat this threat, the Prime Twelve founded Major Houses and spread Crests throughout humanity. Today, those born with Crests called TOPPLERS form the ruling class of society, while the Crestless, the ACHUSOI are treated as second-class citizens. Marcus Chen was Achusoi. He survived by taking whatever work he could find in the empire's margins, invisible to a world built for the powerful. His life ended when one job went sideways, murdered by Huey Cross—the youngest son of House Cross. One of the Prime Twelve lineages. Ironically, Huey himself was Crestless, and an embarrassment to his bloodline. Marcus wakes up in Huey's body with fragmented memories and a terrible realization: Huey DID have a Crest. Just not one that came from God. Now inhabiting his killer's body, Marcus must navigate VIRELIA INSTITUTE, a university for gifted Topplers, while investigating what happened eight months ago at St. Helena Hospital..... the incident that put him in this body. By night, he becomes the Blue Reaper, a vigilante hunting down secrets the empire buried. But as he digs deeper, Marcus discovers a horrifying truth: the Seven Diavolo were never truly sealed. Their Heralds walk among humanity and he is infact one of them. Armed with a kingdom of Apostles, maids, servants, foot soldiers and his very own palace REQUEIM within the dimension of death - LIMBO. Marcus comes to accept his new fate "I AM THE BLUE REAPER, AND I HERALD DEATH." --- NOTE: See auxiliary chapters for detailed world-building and power system information.

A privileged life where one didn't have to worry about something like money was what most of the people wanted, right? Who would blame the children of these rich who didn't try to achieve many goals because of the knowledge, they would be taking the empire over? Lucien Ayers was utterly disappointed after his son had admitted of not having any passion. Of not even thinking of it. He would have his career set, anyways. Now, Nevan found himself on the streets with nowhere to go and only a suitcase with himself. His father had given him a clear goal. Find an ambition and make a name for himself without using his family name. Armored with nothing but the AllStars System, he embarks on this journey of becoming a soccer athlete to get back into his privileged life. What he doesn't know is the severeness of the system involved in his life. ----------- "What is it that you want, Nevan? Certainly not only going home and be who you have been?" Silence. Nothing else. Because that was exactly what the boy wanted, right? ----------- ⇢Character Development happens more than ones. ⇢Slow pace ⇢Parallel universe, nothing about this story is real. Everything is purely fictional. _______

After mocking a webnovel's most pathetic villain, Alex never expected to wake up in his body. Now he is Kaelen Leone, the laughingstock of the Royal Academy, a walking punchline with a pre-scripted fate: to be publicly crippled by the story’s golden-boy protagonist. Transported into a world governed by a System and a merciless plot, he finds himself in a deadly game of survival not against monsters, but against the narrative itself. What's worse, the unique power he awakens comes with a small, but potentially fatal condition…

Shen Liang has everything a cultivator supposedly shouldn’t want: a low-stress job, a modest mid-tier sect, and a courtyard perfectly positioned for naps. After years of bloody battles and near-ascensions, he cashes out of the race for glory and takes the most comfortable post he can find—sect instructor, with free housing and three meals a day. His plan is simple: teach just enough to keep his position, hide just enough of his strength to avoid trouble, and spend the rest of his time reclining under a shady tree. Unfortunately, the sect dumps all its “problem” disciples on him—trash talent, bad attitudes, last-chance cases no one else wants. Even worse, his “lazy” lessons and casual domain tricks turn out to be exactly what monsters-in-disguise need to grow. As rumors spread of a trash class that doesn’t stay trash and a mysterious instructor whose students shrug off suppression and slice through geniuses, the sect’s quiet corner becomes anything but. Internal politics, rival instructors, and an encroaching external threat all converge on Shen Liang’s little courtyard. Now he has a choice: stay low and watch his disciples get chewed up by the world… or stop pretending, unfold the domain that terrifies even elders, and prove that the laziest instructor in the sect is also the most dangerous man in the realm. After all, if fixing problems once lets him nap peacefully for a decade, that’s still efficient.