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They travel the world, livestreaming perfect moments. Beautiful cities. Perfect smiles. Millions watching. But something is wrong. People who get close to them begin to change. Subtly at first—habits, desires, boundaries. Then completely. No one notices the pattern. No one except those already inside it. This is not a story about love. This is a story about control— how it begins, how it spreads, and how no one realizes they’ve lost it.**Original Work Declaration for *The Laughter Mirror*** All elements of this work (including but not limited to the “Three-Strap and Pendant System”, “Dual-Track Narrative,” and “Lingguang Xihuan”) are the sole creation of the author. Unauthorised reproduction, adaptation, derivative works, or commercial use in any form is prohibited without the author’s written consent. Unauthorised reproduction, adaptation, or commercial use is prohibited. Infringement will be prosecuted. All rights reserved. © 2026 [NoCliantro]. All Rights Reserved.

The road to being queen is fraught with ups and downs. Livia Valenti, an Italian slave did not even realise she was on the path to becoming queen, never knowing her secret lover was in fact the king himself.

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.

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. --- Additional Tags: Main Character: #Genius, #Manipulative, #Strength-driven, #Goal-driven.

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.

The sixteen-year-old Rio, or the twenty-year-old Haruto Amakawa he held memories of, woke up in a place completely unknown to him. And the only landmark, one unable to be ignored, is the sublime visage of a shattered moon in the sky. Rio... was not in his world anymore. With a harrowing past that cannot be washed away, new people in a strange place, a boy's life in another world begins anew.

Crown Prince Rain Vale an heir only by title—never by heart. In the kingdom of Silverreach, omegas are meant to serve, not rule. Yet I was born the son of the consort and declared heir at birth, shattering centuries of tradition and igniting hatred in the hearts of my seven alpha brothers. To them, I am not a prince… but the moon's greatest mistake waiting to be corrected. My coming-of-age Howling Ceremony was meant to fix that mistake. A political spectacle designed to bind me to a powerful alpha and quietly strip me of power, ensuring Silverreach returns to its “proper” order. But the Moon has always loved cruel jokes. Instead of a conquering warlord, noble king, or domineering alpha, the bond binds to Caelan Moonfang—the fallen alpha of the Moonfang pack, a crippled Enigma. To my father, the match is an insult. To Caelan’s brother, it is humiliation. To the world, it is proof the Moon has lost its mind. But I knelt anyway and claimed him. Because I, Rain Vale, have never been obedient. And if the kingdoms see a mistake… I will become their worst.

In a world where everyone strives to rewrite fate as they see fit, those who dare to challenge the very fabric of reality awaken. They know no fear, for fear is the fate of the weak. They know no pity, for pity is a sign of weakness. Ancient powers awaken in those willing to pay any price for power over the world. Each sees the truth in their own way, and each is ready to destroy everything that contradicts their vision. A fire burns in their hearts, capable of melting even the strongest bonds of the universe. Wars do not begin on battlefields—they begin in the minds of those who thirst for change. And when many paths converge, when impossible dreams and unwavering will collide, the world will change forever. But at what cost? There are no rules in this game—there are only the laws of force. There is no good and evil—there is only the desire for power. And when the last stone falls, when the last spark of energy fades, only one will remain—the one who will bring their vision of a "Better World" to life. But remember: in a world where everyone strives for perfection, there is no room for compromise. And whoever survives this battle for the future will write new laws of existence with the blood of their enemies. Author's Greetings Greetings to all readers! ForestRam is me, the author of this story, trying my hand at literary creation for the first time. I understand that as a novice writer, I may not always meet high standards, and the first chapters may seem less than ideal. Important message to readers: If you notice any errors, typos, or plot inconsistencies, please point them out. I will carefully review every comment. I would be grateful for any constructive advice and suggestions for improving the text. Your ideas for plot development are invaluable to me. Regarding the work on the text: despite multiple rereads, I understand that there is always room for improvement. That's why your feedback is so important—it will help make the story better. I hope your journey into the world of my story will be an unforgettable experience. Enjoy reading! Sincerely, ForestRam

Discord: https://discord.gg/dWW4RHNXwJ *** 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 favourite 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 always look the part.

Eighteen years before the First opening, the sky split open. Dimensional rifts appeared across the world, pouring endless monsters into human territory. Cities collapsed, nations vanished, and humanity was forced to rebuild civilization behind massive defensive walls. In the new era, survival depends on one thing. Class Awakening. When people reach adulthood, they undergo a Class Change Ceremony and receive a combat class that determines their future. Powerful awakenings such as S-Rank Swordsmen, Elemental Mages, and Divine Priests rise quickly, becoming hunters, elites, and protectors of humanity. Weak classes, however... Are destined for ordinary lives. When Aaron Emegrey, a transmigrator from Earth, awakens his class at Lemurian Hunter Academy, his result immediately becomes the joke of the entire academy. E-Rank Class Laborer. A class meant for construction, mining, and carrying materials. In other words... A background character in a world of heroes. But just as Aaron accepts his unfortunate fate, a mysterious voice echoes in his mind. Ding. [Minimum Effort, Maximum Reward System Activated.] Any experience he gets will be multiplied by no less than a hundred and, Any item he obtains will be amplified into a far superior version of itself. A simple dagger becomes a weapon capable of freezing monsters solid. A basic skill transforms into a devastating killing technique. Even ordinary equipment can evolve into something far beyond its original limits. While other students struggle to hunt their first monster... Aaron casually slays creatures far above his level. While elite classes rely on rare gear and expensive resources... Aaron simply picks up ordinary equipment and watches it evolve into something terrifying. Soon, rumors begin spreading across Lemuria City. The weakest class in the academy... Might actually be the most dangerous. Because in Aaron's hands, even the most ordinary tools can become weapons capable of shaking the world. And this time... The so-called E-Rank Laborer may end up building something far greater than anyone ever expected.

Astor, an orphan from the Sink, fails the Ceremony meant to choose the next generation of Gatebearers. Rejected by the Sanctum, his fate should have ended there. Instead, he is forced through a Trial he never prepared for — and emerges as a Gatebearer of the forgotten Soul element. Branded an anomaly, Astor becomes prey to bounty hunters, Beasts, and the very world that refuses to accept his existence. Worse still is his own attribute: [Destiny Shaper]. No matter where he runs, reality bends to place him in calamity, bloodshed, and impossible choices — all to force him toward fragments known as Celestial Shards. And refusing them only makes fate more cruel. As the world twists to fulfill a future he never chose, Astor must decide whether to obey destiny’s design — or to destroy it himself in an attempt to escape it.

Amara Cole just wants to be an ordinary person. So she stays quiet, keeps her head down, and pretends her magic is barely worth noticing. But the truth? She’s stronger than anyone in the kingdom. Now she’s stuck at the most elite magic academy, surrounded by powerful nobles, a future king who won’t leave her alone, a warrior who thinks she has potential but is just lazy, a rival who wants her gone, and secrets that could shake the entire world. All Amara has to do is keep pretending to be ordinary. Easy… right?

In a world ruled by gods and monsters, power is the only law. Thanex was never meant to wield it. An orphan, a disposable tool—sent to die in the deadly Rift Gates for the amusement of the Resonants. Betrayed and cast into the Subrift—the endless void between worlds—he should have been erased, forgotten like the countless souls before him. But the Void did not consume him. It answered his silent scream. As divine Order descends to purge the anomaly, Void and Order clash, birthing a forbidden force: Chaos. Reborn with cobalt blood and cursed with two impossible legacies—the Anchor of Void and the Anchor of Chaos—Thanex claws his way back from oblivion into a world that spits on his name. Beneath his hollow gaze lies a truth no one dares to face: he has endured horrors that would shatter gods. If the world insists on branding him a monster, then he will become something far worse. Something death itself fears. “Do you think you can kill me? I am the abyss where death goes to die. I am begotten of the Void... and death cannot claim nothing.”

Power is a Disease. Victor was never truly special. His call to arms two years ago, back in 2052, was just another fluke of fate—one that dragged him into a fight for a world already ravaged and dying, constantly destroyed and broken by the Ijo that appears every day. Now, in 2054, Victor’s tour of duty is finally over. He can go home, back to the "sky." It feels surreal, so much so that he almost forgets what he is: a super-soldier, the pinnacle of the United Nations military, and one of the twelve elite members of the Oberhaupt unit. But only minutes before departure, Victor is left behind, a "prisoner" on Earth’s surface. What follows is a descent into a series of disturbing and destructive events that won't just block his path home—they will force him back into the dark, claustrofobic embrace of his armor, the Kariudo. Inside, he must fight to numb his mind, to stop thinking, and to somehow... survive the suit itself.

There is a theory that, says that we were created by the gods as tokens and with the highest price won, whoever created the best token was going to win the game, but "when is the price of each token decided."

Ethan's life was going well... sort of. With three months to his wedding and almost enough savings to finally quit his stripping job, everything seemed almost perfect… Till his fiancé suddenly dumps him, and he loses everything he's ever built... in the span of one week. Standing at the edge of a storybuilding, he's about to throw himself off to end the suffocating pain when he suddenly gets a call... for an interview with a high-ranking company he never applied to. A company under the renowned Alpha Aurelian Vale. The S-tier Alpha who would change his life forever, and just may be tied to Ethan's present and past in more ways than he could even begin to imagine. The Alpha he THINKS he doesn't know. ******* "Why should I trust you? Isn't playing games the core of your business? Everything is a game to you. Even this... "He says, and I step closer to him... pushing myself against him, as I see fear return to his eyes. "You don't know me, Ethan. "I remind him, and I watch the anger in his eyes melt into stubbornness. "And you also don't know me, Mr. Aurelian! "He retorts, and I smirk. That's the Ethan I like. Feisty. "But I do know you. "I say, and he visibly gulps as beads of sweat begin to form across his forehead. "You're impulsive, stubborn, and daring. You are broken and hurting inside, but you mask all that pain with a smile. Never really healing from them, but burying them. Praying the day doesn't come when they rise from their graves. Your humour is your defence mechanism. It makes you feel stronger when you're intimidated or scared. "I continue, and his jaw drops as he gawks at me. I lean in closer to him, enjoying the heat of the proximity, as I drop low enough for my lips to brush against his ear, and his delicate orchid scent fills my lungs. "Am I wrong? "I question him, and he just blinks back. Visibly stunned by my words. I smile in satisfaction at him before stepping away from him, and once again I hit the emergency stop button. "I know you better than you think, Ethan. The sooner you understand this, the better. "I add before reaching for a cigar in my breast pocket and lighting it. I know it's against the rules, but I don't care. "You might want to cover that. "I say, pointing at the bulge in his pants, and he immediately turns red as he tries to drag his shirt down to cover it. Just then, the elevator doors open, and I smirk as people pour into the elevator, looking between Ethan and me. I see the stink eyes I get because of the cigar in my hand, but I only step out of the elevator because of the infant I see a mother carrying. As I leave Ethan behind, I send him a text. *Meet me in the car.*

(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.

In the autumn of the 28th year of the apocalypse, Gu Xi and her companions finally eliminated the last Zombie Emperor in the world. That night, at the celebration banquet held at the base, Gu Xi took the fine wine handed to her by a companion, and then... she collapsed headfirst. When she woke up again, it was already the 58th year of the apocalypse. 30 years had passed, and the beautiful world that Gu Xi had once yearned for and for which she had fought tooth and nail did not appear. Although human society had restored order, a new food crisis arose—after plants and animals underwent a second mutation, a bizarre energy that the human body could not digest, absorb, or excrete through metabolism suddenly appeared within them. And she, Gu Xiaoxi, also had a brand-new identity—a refugee girl picked up from the ruins by a group of pioneers. The newly-minted undocumented girl, Gu Xiaoxi: No more fighting and killing, no more shouldering the future of all humanity; just needing to cultivate one hundred acres of wasteland to achieve the simple dream of eating well, drinking well, and getting a peaceful night's sleep is pretty good. Later, she discovered that her former companions had all become powerful figures, while she, the former apocalyptic hero, had become a person who was never recorded in history. Gu Xiaoxi: ?

Whenever his vital energy declines and his physical functions start going downhill, Li Ji'an will undergo Rejuvenation, returning once again to the body of an eight-year-old... "So similar, it's really too similar, almost like he was carved from the same mold as my junior brother when he was a child." "Alike, so much alike, incredibly similar to the person in my great-grandmother's painting." "...Ancestor? Is that you?" "...Reincarnation of the Daoist Venerable?" "...Rebirth of the Immortal King?" ...

Zhao Rong boasts super medical and martial skills, yet he keeps a low profile as an ordinary college student. When he gets his first part-time job, which requires him to pursue a school beauty whose boyfriend is a killer, Zhao knows his peaceful life ends.