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"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? ⚠️WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn

A child is born during war, not as a weapon, but as a consequence. Hunted bloodlines. Silent shadows. A world that survives by pretending not to notice what it fears. Nara Yukihiko is raised in Konoha beneath an ordinary name and an unremarkable life. Few know that beneath the calm lies Ice Release so natural it feels like breathing — power inherited from a clan taught to believe their blood was a curse. As the ninja world moves toward familiar tragedies, Yukihiko grows not by ambition, but by restraint. Every kindness protects him. Every sorrow threatens something far larger than a single village. This is not the story of a hero who changes the world. It is the story of a world that survives because one child does not break. The story will start off slow. Wanted to create an in-depth background for the main character. Nara Yukihiko does not show until chapter 47. Be patient because it is worth the wait. The mixed bloodline between Nara and Yuki will make the story very interesting. The Main charater grows up as a Nara clan member to survive as a Yuki clan member. All timelines are based on naruto.fandom.com. Hope you enjoy.

Karsa, the Supreme General of the Great Sun Empire, survived six years in the hellish Lower Continent—an exile earned by a bloody path of slaughter. The world thought him dead, and he thought his hope was lost. Until he saw the "Star Newspaper." The headlines shake the realms: A commoner girl from the tiny Kingdom of Nolan has made history by entering Atlas Academy—the most prestigious institution in the world. To the world, she is a miracle. To Karsa, she is the daughter he thought was gone forever. Now, the General must infiltrate the very elite he once fought. In a den of geniuses, legends, and spies, Karsa must hide his monstrous power to protect his daughter’s future. But how long can a general of sun remain a shadow when his blood is under the spotlight?

-No rape.- The Alpha King was meant to produce a male heir. An alpha destined to be crowned the next ruler of Lunareth, the true Alpha of the Royal Pack. Instead, he had a daughter. From the moment she could understand it, Lynsandra knew her fate was never to rule, only to be given away. No matter her efforts, no matter her worth, she was not what the pack needed. So she left. She fled the Royal Pack, her father’s shadow, and the life chosen for her—only to learn that the world beyond was no kinder. Betrayed by the man she believed loved her, Lynsandra learned firsthand how easily devotion is taken for granted, and how little protection love truly offers. “Just look at you! You’re so dull, so boring! No man would want someone like you!” Lynsandra scoffed. “Watch me.” Two years later, the Royal Pack announces an Alpha Selection. Men from across the continent arrive with one goal: Lynsandra. To stand at her side, they must submit to an unconventional final trial. One that binds them not as suitors, but as something far more dangerous. The Luna’s Harem. Some come to dominate her. Some come driven by greed and ambition. Others enter for reasons of their own. None of them are prepared for what it truly means to stand beside her. In a world that never believed a she-wolf could be an alpha, Lynsandra is done proving herself and fully prepared to show them what power truly looks like.

I watched Advent of the Hero die the way it was always meant to: with the Demon King standing in the last city, and every name wiped from the raid party. When the server went black, a prompt offered a new cycle, and I accepted it, expecting nothing but a joke. Only, I woke beneath falling snow at the beginning of the story, and found that there were no menus, no logout, no respawns. Even the [Hero] gift, which belonged to every player, now belonged to me alone. With the story's ending already set in stone, I grit my teeth, raised my spear and prepared to carve a new one.

Growing up in poverty, Sunny never expected anything good from life. However, even he did not anticipate being chosen by the Nightmare Spell and becoming one of the Awakened - an elite group of people gifted with supernatural powers. Transported into a ruined magical world, he found himself facing against terrible monsters - and other Awakened - in a deadly battle of survival. What's worse, the divine power he received happened to possess a small, but potentially fatal side effect... Character art by @Catphinee Discord: discord.gg/guiltythree Wiki: shadowslave.fandom.com OST: youtube.com/@skeuzmusic Reddit: reddit.com/r/shadowslave

#R18 #Manipulativeprotagonist #overpowered #Femalelead #Ecchi "My lady, you don't have to use your divine body on him! It's not necessary! Allow me instead!" Morena said. "No! I must...! after all... it's my story... i shall lay in his bed if i can get what i want!" She laughed in a manipulative tone. ------------------ I'm just a simple high school student who loves writing. My whole life, I've devoured novels. Thousands of stories that inspired me to create my own world. Until a freak accident killed me, my best friend, and some random boy we'd just met. As I took my last breath, only one thought consumed me: I never got to finish my novel. Then everything went dark. When I opened my eyes, I stood before a god. She smiled at me with amusement and offered me a deal: to complete my story from the inside as a character that never existed in the original storyline. Before I could process what that meant, reality shattered around me. [Ding! You have successfully transmigrated into "The Life of an Evergreen"] '...Huh?' ----

The Falling Plum Sect was erased in a single night, its name condemned as demonic and its disciples slaughtered in the name of justice. Jin Mu-Won survived—not by becoming stronger, but by burning his strength away, refining himself into something the murim could not easily sense or control. Ten years later, he returns to the sect’s ashes and uncovers the truth behind the crime: the so-called demonic art was never meant to conquer the world, but to destroy excess, arrogance, and false righteousness. As whispers of his survival spread, the Central Alliance moves to erase him once more—unaware that the weakest-looking cultivator among them carries a blade that cuts deeper than power. In a world where strength decides truth, Jin Mu-Won walks a quieter path, one forged from loss, restraint, and cold resolve. The plum blossom blooms again—not to seek revenge alone, but to decide what justice in the murim should truly cost.

Issol stared at the black doll-like figure standing stiffly in the corner and chuckled to herself, her eyes shining brightly as she turned to her maid. “Doesn’t he look adorable?” she said softly. “Like a little rabbit." The maid felt uneasy. She opened her mouth, intending to destroy her master’s interest in the scrawny human, but the sound of Issol’s giggle made her pause. There was something unsettling about it, something that told her it was already too late. Whatever had caught her mistress’s attention would not be released so easily. So she remained silent, glaring instead at the thing that had drawn Issol's gaze. Issol cared little for her companion’s unspoken thoughts. She moved forward at once, going to claim her doll before anyone else could. No one was allowed to touch what was hers. Stopping in front of him, she tilted her head, wondering if her appearance would frighten him. But she was surprised to find his gaze already fixed on her, calm and empty, lingering on her mismatched eyes without a trace of fear or emotion. That alone made her giggle again. She turned back to her maid, pleased. “I quite like this one,” Issol said. “This will be my doll. Born as the forgotten twin, Issol’s life had been decided long before she could understand it. It was written into the names her parents gave, sealed by favoritism, and marked by her mismatched eyes and hair that did not belong. Death should have been an ending. Instead, she awoke once more with her memories intact with pain following her into this new life, shaping her thoughts and hardening her heart. What became of her was no more innocence, but resolve. This time, she would no longer wait to be chosen. She would choose for herself.

Humanity collapsed in a single night. When the sky darkened and a perpetual night arrived, even the strongest monsters turned feral, tearing through cities until nothing was left but ruin. Dying alone in the ruined world, Ryn Eden Arctis finally understood the truth. Years ago, he was given a strange skillbook—one the church labeled taboo, one no one dared to touch. But the world had taken it away from him. However, he knew that—whatever was inside it, had to be powerful enough for him to stop this calamity. His final regret echoed through the silent wasteland: “If I had learned that damn book, we’d still be alive.” With his dying breath, he wished for only one thing: To go back in time and claim that forbidden power, no matter what. A single star answered. Ryn opens his eyes ten years earlier, on the day he received his first skill. WHAT TO EXPECT: - Korean Regressor Fantasy, if you like that genre this might be the one for you. Think (Trash of the Count's Family, Swordmaster's Youngest Son, FFF-Class Trash Hero) - Romance subplot is prevalent. This is not a harem novel! - MC is NOT naive, and will NOT be afraid to make morally gray choices! Readers advised!

Ren Ashford died choking on instant noodles. Not heroic. Not tragic. Just stupid. So when he wakes up in a world of magic, systems, and glowing rune-lit cities, he’s not impressed. Everyone around him dreams of awakening powerful combat systems—Adventurer, Mage, Merchant, or Life. Ren? He just wants to survive quietly and maybe nap through the apocalypse. But fate has other plans. At the academy’s grand awakening ceremony, Ren receives a Special System—the lowest tier, the most ridiculed, the kind that gets you laughed out of the room. His is the Parasite System. It doesn’t fight. It doesn’t cast spells. It doesn’t craft. It leeches. By attaching to a host, Ren duplicates their experience, skills, and rewards—without lifting a finger. And his first host? The radiant, overpowered, and painfully dramatic Hero of the Empire, Leon Brightshield. Now stuck to the golden boy of destiny, Ren must navigate a world of monsters, politics, and magical nonsense… all while being mistaken for a useless sidekick. Deadpan. Detached. Dangerous. Ren Ashford is about to prove that sometimes, the best way to win… is to let someone else do the work.

A man walks into the police station and confesses to a murder that hasn’t occurred… yet. When the crimes inevitably come true, the authorities are baffled. Is it luck, coincidence, or something darker?

Althea Nocturne is nothing but a wolfless omega rejected by her Alpha mate and framed for murdering his unborn heir. With a pack baying for her blood and nowhere left to run, she flees into the one place no wolf dares tread: the Red Mist, where the Hellhound of the North makes his den. Thorne Vargan is a creature of shadow and vengeance, the son of a Witch Luna burned alive by Althea's own mother. He swore to destroy everyone responsible and when Morgana's daughter stumbles bleeding into his hellish domain, he sees his chance. He claims her as a captive. As the perfect tool to gut the pack system from within. But the bond doesn't care about his plans for retribution. It doesn't care that she's the daughter of his enemy. It thrums for her with a fury that threatens to consume them both Her scent tempts the beast he's barely controlling, her fear feeds something he thought long dead while she bears secrets that could unravel everything he's built. And while Thorne keeps her caged, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back. But Thorne isn't letting her go. — ~Excerpt~ "Because," he said, his voice dropping to a husky growl that made my core clench, "my restraint is going to shatter if you keep touching me." The words hung in the air between us. I looked down, following his gaze, and saw it, the unmistakable bulge pressed against his pants, hard and straining. My pheromones. They were affecting him. "I would like to take you up on your offer," he muttered, his voice rugged, tipping into ravenous. Confusion whirled through me. "What offer?" "The kiss," he whispered. "Not a peck, Thea." My heart ceased beating, liquid fire filling my veins. "I want tongue.” — Dark paranormal romance Morally Grey ML Forced proximity Captor/Captive ENEMIES to lovers Fated mates Angst Smut

In a magic world, sorcerers are considered, heretics, slaughtered and murdered by mages, Derek dreams of becoming a powerful mage. However, his dreams are cut short when he is informed he doesn't have talent for magic and is forced to walk the path of an archer. Even in disappointment, Derek still strives to make a name for himself as an archer. However, his fate changes the night he stumbles upon an old powerful sorcerer who takes a liking to him and decides to make Derek his last disciple. Finally, Derek finds a power that he can call his own. But wait there is a problem... This power is unnatural... This power... This is the power of Death!

In her previous life, Han Ruochen was tricked into marriage and was forcibly made the wife of the foolish brother of her husband. She failed to escape, and her legs were broken by her cousin, Han Ziyan, who not only stole her husband but her destiny. She thought that after giving birth to a son and a daughter for the fool, she would be allowed to leave, but unfortunately, fate had other plans. She was killed by her foolish husband, who beat her up until she died, and her entire family was razed by Han Ziyan, whom they had kindly adopted. Han Ruochen hated Han Ziyan to the point that she couldn’t even close her eyes even when she died. However, when she opened her eyes, she was reborn in the nineties, before she lost everything. Armed with the knowledge of her previous life, Han Ruochen started to guard against Han Ziyan and her mother, Meng Yunhan, for she knew that Han Ziyan wasn’t her cousin but her mother’s illegitimate child! And the two of them were determined to snatch her father’s fortune and ruin her siblings to fill the pit made by Han Ziyan’s biological father. But by a stroke of luck, Han Ruochen gained a ‘Golden Finger’. Not only did her strength increase by leaps and bounds, but the sea also became her golden fishing ground. She left on an empty boat and returned with tonnes of expensive seafood. That wasn’t all. With the money and strength, she straightened her siblings and made them walk on the righteous path, where they started to respect the elders and care for the young. Thefts? Corruption? What was that? Come here and let your sister straighten you up with her fishing rod!

"BECOME A GOD AND INFEST THE HEAVENS" The last thing Diaman could remember was him and his mom sleeping off while watching a movie. But they came to a terrible end when a fire outbreak killed them in their sleep. He's greeted by a system in the afterlife that grants him a SSS-Rank class: Parasite Mage. This class gives him the ability to create any parasite he could imagine, backed by a pool of infinite mana to fuel his creations. His given goal? To infest the heavens. But to become a God, he must first reach the absolute peak: SSS-Rank Level 100/100. Which at first seemed impossible for young Diaman. After, Diaman transmigrated into an alternative Earth with his mom, where magic exists and other races like dragons, vampires, werewolves, and elves roam. Diaman is enrolled in the top academy to start his journey, but his very existence breaks every rule of this world. (EXTRA TAGS) #SMARTMC #OVERPOWERED #FICTIONAL PARASITES #NOHAREM #FASTPACED

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I own the MC and nothing else not even pictures. Annabeth was bullied all through high school and neglected by her family, granted the World Copy System as she read fanfics with systems to know traveling to different worlds as she can return to hers with technology discoveries to stand at the top of the world. The Worlds are random of tv shows, movies, anime, video games, and manga as she automatically stands at the top of any world as she copies the best. MC is Futa and OP.

“Doing the wrong thing for the right reason… never ends well for anyone.” Seven great races ruled the continent of Eldarion. Humans weren’t among them. To the world, mankind was nothing more than background noise, as insignificant as a breath of air, as laughable as a failed joke of creation. A race with no promise. No power. No future. Tyler was born into that world—a world where every “hero of humanity” was fated to fall before they could rise. So he abandoned the path of heroes entirely. He chose the road stained in shadows. He chose the power no sane soul would touch. He chose to become a demon— not for glory, but for survival. His purpose was simple: Ascend as the Demon King. Stand as a monstrous shield when the true invaders finally tear into their continent. And he succeeded. He rose higher, darker, and stronger than any being before him. But power has a price. A price he only understood when it was far too late. For in climbing toward salvation, He became the very abomination he once swore to destroy— The Desecrator. And the world whispered: “There is no lesser or greater evil. There is only evil.” Yet a more profound truth lingered in the dark: “Because sometimes, only one Evil can devour another.” *** Discord - https://discord.gg/4xbt5Nwrtn *** #Yandere #ComplexCharacters #NoHarem #Dark #RareBloodline #Magic #Slowburn #FatedLove #Demons #Dragons #Otherworlders #RunicSorcery #Evil-FL