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He once ruled as a feared dungeon boss. Now he’s raising a human child. After abandoning his collapsing dungeon, Zortheus never expected to find an infant alone in the wild, or to become her father. Disguised as a quiet villager, Zora, he gives Lila the peaceful life he never had, burying the monstrous past she must never learn. But with her growing dream to become an adventurer, the outside world inches closer to the very truth he fights to hide. And as old threats stir again, their quiet life stands on the edge of a secret away from unraveling. The world remembers him a villain. She only knows him as Dad. Two truths that cannot meet… or everything breaks.

Sly Foxx is a young boy who dreams of climbing the ranks to become the greatest spirit master in the kingdom. Early he encounters a serious problem, he doesn’t have much spirit energy! Luckily for Sly he inherits the incredibly talented and rare spirit deity that had been a guardian of his family for several generations. In order to prove his strength and keep a promise to his older sister, Sly dreams of becoming the greatest spirit master in all the land. One thing’s for certain, Sly Foxx will never give up!

[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

[A/N: No smut. Moderate pacing, with a slight lean toward fast pacing to keep the story sharp and avoid dragging. Romance is secondary] ___ I transmigrated into a slow-paced action romance fantasy novel. You know the type. A naïve, righteous protagonist with a growing harem, invasive creatures to slaughter, a God to kill, and a guaranteed happy ending. And then there was the Mob villain. The jealous, exiled half-brother who goes full psycho, challenges the protagonist… and gets killed by his own fiancée. Yeah. That villain was me, Caelir Vayne. But everything changed when I awakened SSS class and three op skills. Cloning. Copy. Fusion. “…Wait. Isn’t this a little too overpowered?” But something’s wrong. Why isn’t the plot following the story? Why are events spiraling out of control? And worst of all… Why is my fiancée, the girl who killed me in the original story, now staring at me like I’m the only thing that exists? Hold on. They have a word for this kind of behavior. “…Don’t tell me... she’s a yandere?” ------------ Updates: 12 chapters per week. 1 chapter on Wednesday and Saturday, while 2 chapters on other days. ... I recommend reading the free chapters first before deciding whether to continue or leave the novel. Trust the process. The story is planned, and the payoff is worth it. ... Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fiction. Any resemblance between characters and real individuals is purely coincidental.

Ryan Hayes is the school's eternal punching bag... bullied, beaten, and broken every single day. At home, his wealthy father ignores him, his cruel stepmother humiliates him, and his step-siblings treat him like trash. No one expects anything from the timid loser with cracked glasses and torn books. Until the day they push him too far. In the abandoned school building, as blood pools and death creeps in, a voice echoes in his mind: [Humiliation System Activated] [100th Life Cycle Initiated] [You have endured 1000 humiliations. Now, turn shame into strength.] Ryan awakens to 99 sealed skills from his past lives... genius talents in combat, music, hacking, and more. But to unlock them? He needs Humiliation Coins, earned only from genuine mockery, beatings, and public disgrace. He stays ragged and weak on the surface, deliberately farming coins from every insult and punch. Behind the mask? He's a hidden legend called Aetherion. The cold, ruthless, and untouchable anonymous person who starts making waves in all parts of the country. Every humiliation fuels his rise. Every clapback leaves his tormentors stunned and begging. From the bottom of the barrel to the top of the world... Now, they'll watch him become a legend.

The world after the Great Rift is a place where reality and magic twist together unpredictably and the wastelands are filled with monsters while people struggle to survive under the strict control of the Empire and its elite Order of Resonance. Every individual awakens a unique power in adolescence and the strong manipulate fear and titles while hiding their true strength to survive and rise above the rest.

Vlad Abyss is a young mage with a mysterious power capable of altering reality. Calculating and secretive, he pretends to be weak while gradually revealing his true strength. Along the way, he faces powerful enemies, mysterious beings, and the hidden secrets of his world that test his resolve and cunning. A story of power, ambition, and dark magic, where every choice can change everything.

I placed myself into my own novel, and now the world I once wrote is trying to erase me. I walk through the Human Realm as Kaeru, crossing roads I designed, entering kingdoms I once imagined, and standing before ruins, towers, and people that were never supposed to feel this real. What should have been a story has become lived reality, and every step I take drags me deeper into a world that no longer obeys me simply because I created it. Because creation was never the same as belonging. The Human Realm stretches before me as both invitation and warning. My journey through it is filled with things I cannot yet explain without saying too much—meetings that will matter later, places that should have been ordinary but are not, and scattered pieces I keep gathering for a future even I know will demand them. None of it is random. None of it is meaningless. Somewhere down the line, every fragment will become necessary. And yet, the more I move forward, the more the world itself begins to turn. The Law of Aion is not a rule, nor some distant force of morality or justice. It is the weight of continuity. The pressure of meaning. The truth that existence, no matter how much it changes, must still be able to trace itself. And around me, that truth is shifting. Quietly. Relentlessly. Reality bends in small ways first—through timing, through people, through events that feel almost right until I notice the shape of what is being altered. It is trying to make sense of me by leaving less room for me to exist. Something in this world knows that I do not align with the path that led everything here. My presence strains against the shape of what should be. So the Law moves—not to destroy me outright, but to rearrange the story around me until I can no longer remain inside it as I am. But I keep moving. I keep gathering what I need. I keep walking toward answers I may not want. And behind all of it, beyond every silence and every shift in the world, there is Kaediel. Close enough to haunt my thoughts. Distant enough to remain unclear. Whether he is another self, a witness, or something far beyond either, his presence lingers like a shadow cast by a truth I have not yet reached. This world remembers its own meaning. And if I cannot prove mine before the story closes around me, then one day the path that created everything will continue on— as if I was never part of it at all.

DARK ROMANCE DISCLAIMER This story features a male lead who is far from a gentleman. His love is obsessive, manipulative, possessive, and all-consuming. If you are looking for a fairytale, this isn’t it. As a Mafia romance, this story involves criminal elements and morally grey (or black) actions. You may find certain themes or behaviors difficult; if these tropes are not to your taste, I kindly suggest you skip this one. Includes super explicit steamy scenes (which will be marked with warnings). I welcome constructive critiques, but please keep the comment section respectful. R18 | Reader discretion is heavily advised. Proceed only if you enjoy pure, manipulative dark romance. ~~~~~~ I loathed those dark eyes. Not a day or night passed without them haunting me like restless ghosts on a rampage. Even as I stood there defiantly glaring at him, they seemed to bore into my mind, body, and soul. I hated them. I despised them. "You spoke out of turn, sweetheart." His infuriatingly deep voice shattered the flame igniting in my body. "I don't want you kneeling. I want you standing exactly like this... angry, defiant, and unbroken. So you understand that even at your strongest... you're still mine." "And if I don't want to be? Will you destroy me?" Defiant was my middle name, and I would live up to it or die trying. "That doesn't scare me." A slow smile I knew all too well touched his mouth, but it did not unnerve me one bit. I had seen too much of his ruthlessness to be deterred by that dark, devoted, yet terrifying smirk. "I would destroy the world first. But if it came to you?" He leaned in, his words brushing my ear like a promise and a threat intertwined. "I'd ruin you... and call it mercy." ***** For three years, Isabella was married to one of the richest men in America. But their marriage was anything but loving; to be precise, it was a contract. When the time finally came to an end, she walked away exactly as the agreement demanded. Gabriel Smith let her go, certain that the "little Isabella" he knew had nowhere else to turn. He expected her to come crawling back the moment she faced the cruelty of the real world, a decision that would become his greatest regret. Instead, Isabella disappeared back into a past Gabriel knew nothing about, leaving him to now chase her, but only to find her in another man's arms.

“Why do humans rule the world?” “...Because their form is the closest to the gods.” On the day known as the Great Awakening, the barrier separating mortals, spirits, and gods shattered without warning. Divine influence poured into the world like rain and the world was forever changed. Aren Cross stood at the very top of that new world, one of the strongest Mystics to ever live. For that strength, he was betrayed. In his final moments, Aren attempted to evolve once more, to abandon his humanity and ascend as a god. He failed. But, instead of death, Aren awakens in his high school classroom, moments before his first bloodline awakening ceremony. This time, with knowledge of the future, he will choose the strongest Evolutions. Water and Fire are opposing elements? Why not pick both? Wings or Burrowing Traits? Let me take them all.

"It felt like every cell of my body was purposefully made to one day defeat Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. I had every desire to be better than him. To be stronger, smarter and more loved. It was maddening; a desperate plea for survival. I was on the right track... That was until his eyes met mine and he looked at me the way he did. At that moment I felt like I would die." Connor Leandre Rennison and Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. Deputy Captain and Captain. Rugby Royalty and the son of the world's richest man. Fire and Ice. Sworn enemies from the first moment they laid sight on each other. Yet is that all they really are or is their hatred a cover for something more passionate. Something that could burn them both alive and leave them to be nothing but ashes. The third installment of the 'In Love series' by Matli_Unicorn. Check out Edward In Love and Ethan in Love to follow the 'Chernyshevsky-Coleman' family on their journey of love.

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?

Five centuries after reality tore open, humans walk the paths of dead gods to claim strength beyond limits. Rudy wanted nothing more than to join them — until a forced experiment left him crippled and cut off from every known trial gate. He refused the destiny forced upon him and clawed his way to the answer of his agony... he couldn't enter the known, but nothing stopped him from venturing into the unknown. He found the key, the gate, and the path of blood that no one has ever walked. He stepped into the world of irregulars with absolutely nothing to lose... but himself.

In her first life, she married her killer. This time, she married his nightmare. Sienna Mason was the adopted daughter of the Mason family— married off to the millionaire, Tom Blackwell. But instead of loving his wife, Tom gave his heart and his loyalty to her own sister, Ruby Mason. On the day Sienna gave birth to her daughter, she was left to bleed on a hospital bed. Her newborn died in her arms, and Sienna didn’t survive. When she opened her eyes again, she had traveled four years back, before the wedding. Before the betrayal. This time, she refused to be anyone’s victim and decided to play smart. This time, she signed a contract marriage with Hunter Levisay –a nobody, a so-called jobless man with no background and no power. At least, that’s what everyone believed. Sienna was ready to make them pay for every tear she had shed. But she didn’t expect the man beside her to be even more ruthless than the enemies in front of her. The world thought that her husband was a broke freeloader, living off his wife’s name. No one knew that he wasn’t just rich. He wasn’t a millionaire like Tom Blackwell. He was a billionaire with a capital B! And he would destroy anyone who dared to touch his wife. Now, Sienna is trapped between revenge and a husband who looks at her like he’s ready to burn the world for her.

Adele de Frostfang, born a princess and a Luna by blood, she was never meant to be invisible. Yet at twenty-two, she remains unmated, powerless, and whispered about behind gilded doors. Her childhood spent in hospitals left her sheltered and naïve, while her younger sister shines effortlessly in the spotlight of society. In a world ruled by packs, power, and bonds, a Luna without a mate is seen as incomplete—and disposable. Tired of pity and ridicule, she makes a reckless decision: if fate will not give her a mate, she will choose one herself. She decides to learn the ways of high-circle from a rogue, what begins as lessons in confidence, society, and adulthood slowly turns into something deeper. But secrets cannot stay buried forever. This is a modern werewolf romance about choice, growth, forbidden bonds, and a no-mate Luna who dares to write her fate.

Using the Dimensional Forum, Ryo Yagami brings world after world under Little Garden, sowing chaos among the gods while growing stronger as a human. _________________________________ ✦Main World: Little Garden~ Mondaiji tachi ✦Crossovers: Vol 1: Bleach ➡ Demon Slayer ➡ Strike the Blood ➡ Campione! Vol 3: High School DxD ➡ ✦Upcoming worlds: DanMachi _________________________________ Support me and read +50 advanced chapters at: patreon.com/_Coreal

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Trapped in a deadly game of power and deception, Alessia Romano returns home only to be forced into a marriage with the man rumored to have killed her father—Dante Moretti. Determined to uncover the truth, she plays the perfect bride while secretly plotting revenge. But as she gets closer to Dante, the lines between hate and desire begin to fade. With danger lurking at every turn, Alessia must decide—run and lose everything, or stay and risk falling for her enemy.

(This is a remake of the previous novel but with a slightly different with better narrative from the original, also I will sometimes make some references to the previous novel so it's okay if you didn't read the previous one I didn't like the previous one anyways) Adonis awakens in a tower with no memory, only his blood-red hair, crimson eyes, and a name that feels like a curse. The tower is a brutal dark fantasy realm, twisted by ancient magic and ruled by strength alone. Here, the weak are hunted, the strong reign through violence, and mercy is as rare as sunlight. Adonis must survive while unraveling the mystery of his forgotten past—and the terrifying power that stirs within him. In a world that devours the broken, he must become something more than a survivor. He must become a force the darkness fears.

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.