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"Dragons and their spawn rule the skies, the land, and the seas... humanity survives in the cracks, dreaming of a comeback." _____ Power comes from the beast you tame. Wolves, hawks, snakes, spiders, chimeras, the stronger your summon, the brighter your future. Too bad for our protagonist. When everyone else summoned salamanders, eagles, troll dogs(not doge) or tigers, he got… Well, let’s just say the only thing lower on the food chain is dirt. Laughed at, bullied, and living as the butt of every joke, he’s not exactly winning. But giving up isn’t an option... His aging parents sold everything for his "failed" chance, and he won’t let it be for nothing. But hey, this is his story. The weakest beast tamer? Here’s the thing about being at the bottom: it teaches you how to climb. And dragons? Turns out they start small too. As kingdoms crumble under greed and external threats, the weakest tamer begins his rise. Follow his path as he unlocks a potential so rare, so terrifying, it leads to dragons… Every evolutionary line leads to the strongest ‘SSS Dragons’. _______ Warning: Contains world-ending dragons, ridicule-fueled underdog revenge, dragon-scaled protagonist, morally questionable nobles, insane creature evolutions and enough twists to make you wonder if weakest really means luckiest. A MC who’s out to prove everyone wrong… even if it kills him. Spoiler alert: It won’t. For those who love a whole lot of fun, this one’s for you. If you’re looking for a darker story, look somewhere else (Maybe Utopian System (;) This one’s about having fun and taming expectations. _______ We will use the same Discord from my first book, come join! https://discord.gg/W3CjfC2cw4 _______ Silly tags that seem to matter a lot to some readers: No Yaoi, No Yuri, Possibly Harem (Vote! I can write either, and in any case, there will be multiple girls. The only difference is whether he chooses one in the end or goes the "liberal" route.... democracy is yours!), No NTR.

"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

In a world where the System has existed since the dawn of humanity, every person is born with limits. A Class. Stats. A cap that defines how far they can ever grow. Strength has an end. Talent has a ceiling. Power is finite. Noen is the exception. When he awakens his System, it assigns him a never-before-seen Class—one so weak it becomes a global joke. Negative stats. A cap of zero. A life already decided. What no one understands is what the System truly means by zero. While others struggle as they approach their limits, Noen grows beyond them. Slowly at first. Painfully. Until the rules that bind everyone else no longer apply to him. Everyone has a limit. His is zero.

A god, bored with perfection, creates a deadly game beyond anyone's control—a brutal test designed to reveal what life truly means. Armaros is an orphan chosen to play. He's a Periodic, someone born with a special mark that grants powers through a mysterious system. Every eighteen years, Periodics must stand against one hundred waves of destruction to protect humanity. The problem? Armaros's powers awaken too late. While every other Periodic trains with the best resources the world has to offer, he's left behind. Rejected by society, and even abandoned by his girlfriend Tyra, who is a Periodic herself. Now, with only three weeks to prepare and an unusual ability nobody has ever seen before —control over lightning—Armaros must push beyond his limits just to survive. Can he go from nothing to defying a god's game? Or will the boy everyone gave up on become its last casualty?

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. Each Crest embodied a fundamental force of nature: the Winds of Time, Chains of Fate, Breadth of Life, Scales of judegement, Radiant Truth, and others. The Prime Twelve's true purpose, however, was to seal the Seven DIAVOLO. Apocalyptic entities representing the darker inversions of the natural order: Corruption, Death, Decay, Dreams, Chaos and Darkness. Each Diavolo commanded Heralds who in turn commanded Apostles wielding fragments of their masters' world-ending power. 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.

I don’t own anything. A powerful being that becomes Daenerys Targaryen with her awakening Dany’s dragon blood to the highest order. She plans on making the Targaryen Dynasty thrive as to get rid of the weak and maddening elements of her family in history by reincarnating ever time to keep the Targaryens stable to keep the Iron Throne. Dany is Intersex with a mostly female body but a cock and OP.

Magic is not a miracle. It is a language, and the world is failing its literacy test. I woke up naked in a freezing basement, surrounded by twelve fanatics and a rift bleeding black smoke. The "Order of the Severed Tongue" had performed a forbidden ritual to summon a demon. Instead, they pulled me out. They think they summoned a Prince of the Abyss. But in truth I’m just a scholar with three years of missing memories and a body so frail that speaking a single spell makes me bleed. I had no magic, no grimoire, and no legions. But the demon they summoned took one look at me, screamed in absolute horror, and fled back to hell. Now, the cult thinks I am a God in human skin. If I tell them the truth, their rusted vibro-knives will carve me apart. If I slip up, the Church Inquisitors upstairs will find me, and they will burn me as a heretic. If I stop acting for a single second, I die. My only weapon is a terrifying "Itch" in my brain that demands arrogance and a fluency in a Dead Language that turns reality into wet clay. I must fake godhood, rewrite the laws of physics with a perfect precision, and lead a cult of madmen through a neon-gothic dystopia. I am not the God they wanted, but I must become it. The history books say the Creator spoke the Universe into existence. They are wrong. The Creator screamed. And I am the only one listening.

“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

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

The action takes place on an alternative Earth, which is subject to a system similar to the game one. Here people create characters and bring them into the real world. Creatures appear that could not appear naturally. These are cute animal girls, creepy battle dolls, and also strange animals with antennas that spread a signal that can control other beings.

Don't be fooled by the title. I don't even have an iota of ego. Matter of fact, I'm the most humble man you'll ever meet! I'm also the smartest man you'll ever meet, not bragging or anything. My name is Ziyang, and I'm here to tell you a story. You see that smug bitch holding a dagger to my throat? Well, it had been my humble ambition to take that egotistical, drowning in his own self-importance, arrogant piece of a shitfucker down. Atleast, that's what my original hope was anyway, because apparently the universe has a way of telling you to sit the fuck down when you try jumping too high. Boy, can I not wait to tell you about the clusterfuck I put myself into. Gear up, my friends, for an excitingly fun, wildly adventurous and heart-poundingly thrilling journey, because once you begin... you might just get addicted.

In a world shattered by an unexplainable cosmic event known only as The Great Awakening, life itself changed forever. Humanity was no longer the sole bearer of consciousness—beasts, plants, and even the land itself began to evolve. In this new age, desire was no longer hidden; it was magnified, raw, and often deadly. Societal norms crumbled, and power became the only law. Thus began the Era of Awakeners—or as history remembers it, the Era of Chaos. Those who could wield the newfound power became either saviors or tyrants. Two opposing forces arose from the chaos: the Luminaries, guardians of light who sought order and justice, and the followers of darkness, who reveled in might and domination. Demon Beasts surged across the land, controlled by dark hands, while noble Spiritual Beasts allied with the light, bound to awakened warriors through sacred pacts. But the war for balance wasn't fought just with claws or spells—it was a battle of ideology. At the height of the conflict, two legends emerged: Solaris Auroran, champion of light, and The Eclipsed One, master of darkness. Their final battle reshaped the world, ending with both their deaths and the birth of two great faiths: the Church of Light and the Dark Covenant. Now, in a fragile era of uneasy peace, the world stands at a crossroads. The scars of the past have not healed. Corruption festers within even the holiest sanctuaries. Shadows gather in secret, and whispers of a second Awakening loom on the horizon. This is not a story of good versus evil—it is a story of power, consequence, and the primal desires that shape all life. In a world where beasts can think and gods can die, who will shape the future: the noble, the corrupt… or something entirely new?

When one has power, they are respected, but that same respect can also lead to hatred and under that hate, their is fear. The god of chaos was a being with power so great the other 11 gods couldn't even try to compare to him. They all respected him but they also feared him. His power alone could destroy reality all together. The only person who could beat him would be the Regulator but no one knows where he is. The god of light Lucifer created a weapon, a weapon which could even strike down the god of chaos Ephraxis. What was the sword made off for it to defeat a god as powerful as Ephraxis.That was the question surging through Ephraxis mind as he layed in the floor of the council room of the gods. As he layed, his so called friend Lucifer whispered something to him, something that made Ephraxis blood boil for the first time in very very long while. Before he died he swore that he would return and he would kill Lucifer and everyone of of the gods who were with him. His call had been answered and when he awoke, he had been reborn into the family of Morningstar. That last name belonged to Lucifer. It pissed him off to think he was reborn into his enemies family. But how did his enemy even have family in the first place. There were questions piling on in his head but there was one thing that was clear. He would kill the gods who had betrayed him by any means necessary. Which meant he was going to need to reclaim his weapon. The sword of chaos, Havenhell. He had been giving a second chance, a chance he would not waste.

“TABORÉ-BANE Making of the Sapphire Citadel” is an epic narration of a Queen, driven by ambition. Lady Serenya, is caught in a web of ancient oaths and ruthless power plays. Yet she strives to build a living citadel that defies time and embraces her rhythm. Bound by love, betrayal, and a mysterious legacy unknown to her, she must protect all that is hers and lead the Sapphire Legion through shadows that threaten to consume. Within whispers in the marsh and the rising song of stone, this tale is a journey of a woman’s ambition, courage, and sacrifice to reach her destiny. Towering mountains, shifting sands, and enchanted realms form the setting of the epic. In this mist-wrapped Tabore-Bane, destiny is not a gift but a burden to be endured. Haunted by melodies of her distant homeland and guided by ancient relics pulsing with forbidden power, Serenya must weave strength from memory and magic to survive. As the mountain peaks hold their breath, tumult stirs in the shadows. Whispered prophecies, fractured alliances, and spectral guardians stir beneath the land, threatening to unravel the fragile hope she carries. Kaelis and Darven, Serenya’s chosen emissaries sent into the labyrinthine of the island, follow paths marked by riddles in stone to realise that they are not just scouts but catalysts in a game played by eternals. The island shifts beneath their feet and watches them, bending reality with every breath, testing those who dare tread it. Among tribal spirits, hidden watchers, and unseen dangers, a quest unfolds to unravel a dangerous dance of trust and treachery. “Taborer-bane: The Making of the Sapphire Citadel” is a fantasy of memory, power, and the endurance of hope. From frostbitten peaks to haunted marshlands, it weaves a tale of Serenya’s unyielding spirit confronting the forces that seek to silence truth and bend her world into shadow. Dive into a world rich with intrigue, ancient mysteries, and relentless courage. Discover the forgotten rites and the forging of a legend. In this struggle, the test will be of loyalty, and she may lose everything to gain freedom. Welcome into Tabor-Bane, a land not for the Light Hearted.

In Layer Capital's endless dark, Jin survives on exhaustion and cheap food. His awakening comes: the system square appears in his palm, branding him Pluto-rank "Unworthy" slayer, the lowest, worthless tier. He accepts it like always, eats his rare sandwich on the bench, and prepares to drag himself back to work. Then a thick black mirror door-shaped portal materializes in front of him. It melts in seconds. Black liquid surges and swallows him whole, bench included. What is waiting for Jin on the other side? Who is Jin? And etc...

In ancient times, gods lived among mortals, teaching them various things. Demons and monsters also thrived in the world, opposing the deeds of the divine. In modern times, however, such tales came to be regarded as mere fantasy by those who did not believe in the supernatural or higher beings. This is the story of a modern world, where the blessings of gods and the curses of monsters have once again been bestowed. Note:- This novel does not support or try to offend any kind of religion. We respect all beliefs and mythologies that exist in the world.

The top percentage Rattata was a legendary existence never before proven to work in the highest levels of professional battling, or any level of professional battling to be honest. But, Joey, a reincarnated youngster, was willing to pull all the stops into making this dream a reality and make his partner ascend into the realm of champions. A pre-canon self-insert.

You can support this novel by sending Golden Tickets/powerstones. 【Time Travel + Resources Grabbing+ No Lazing Around + Ambitious Mother-in-law 】 Whisper travels faster than smoke from the communal kitchen, the Zhuang family suddenly begins to rise above their neighbors by mysteriously avoiding every disaster and seizing every golden opportunity. No one knows why. No one, except the younger daughter-in-law, Mei. Because Mei knows the secret that her sharp-tongued, quick-thinking mother-in-law, Madam Zhao, had been reborn. With a lifetime of regrets behind her, Madam Zhao refuses to repeat her mistakes. She’s determined to protect her family from downfall, secure opportunities for her sons, and turn every ration ticket and discarded item into profit. Whether it’s opening a small business under the radar, fishing, hunting, fending off jealous neighbors, or teaching shameless relatives a lesson, she never misses a step. As for the eldest daughter-in-law, the one who only knows how to butter up her own family? Madam Zhao puts her neatly in her place. Watching all this unfold, the clever Mei plays her part perfectly. She flatters, fawns, and acts sweet. “Mother, you’re so capable!” all while secretly riding the wave of her reborn mother-in-law’s luck. Together, they put all the people with bad intentions in their place One has the brains of a lifetime, the other the courage to throw punches when words fail. When troublemakers come knocking, Madam Zhao’s sharp words and Ming Mei's sharp fists leave even the most arrogant neighbors stunned into silence. From petty gossip and workplace politics to side hustles and soaring success, the Zhuang family becomes the talk of the entire Courtyard. Who says the 1970s were dull? When a reborn matriarch and her cunning daughter-in-law team up, even the grayest courtyard will blaze with fireworks. (Keep leaving comments, reviews and sprinkling those virtual nutrients, please~)

A world of magic. A "mage" born without it. And an outrageous f*cking crew. In the Valley Kingdom, where steampunk meets futurism and powerful magic means status, a Guild named the Black Wolf Knights, or rather—the Black Wolves—stand wildly apart. Their acting captain, Greed, carries neither magic nor nobility, only a title he never wanted and a forgotten past. Though he has no magic, he has another power that defies it—along with a crew as unhinged as they are loyal and who all have their own insanely broken abilities: A Ghost-mage whose eyepatch hides more than it covers. A powerhouse who hits like a Behemoth and naps for sport. A vice captain more promising than most high-ranking mages, but only wants to spend the days cooking. A horned lunatic with a superiority complex and an obsession for her acting captain. A cyborg. A wolfdog the size of a lyconbear. And others off on missions or prolonged duties—each with their own unique quirks. The Black Wolves only have a single goal: to live a life as meaningless and carefree as possible. But when a conspiracy threatens to swallow the Valley—and pins the crime on them—they become fugitives in the very Kingdom they called home. Fighting to clear their names and an enemy that seeks to destroy everything—the Valley didn't want them, but the Black Wolves just might be everyone’s last hope. Expect: - Black Clover meets Final Fantasy meets JJK meets Vox Machina - NOT isekai, transmigration, evolution, system, or cultivation. Go look for that elsewhere - OP MC from the start with no magic [NOT ANTI-MAGIC], progressively gets even more OP - Harem relationships in the beginning, moderate fanservice and some sex scenes (hate me), and strong romance subplot towards the end with only one girl - Multiple perspectives from multiple characters - Intricate plot, tons of world building, character building, backstories, and fighting - A long, ongoing story Author's note: This book is only available on Royal Road, Webnovel, Scribble Hub, Inkitt, Wattpad, and featured on Chereads as well for the time being. If you're reading it anywhere else, it is entirely without my permission.

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