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The year is 2065. ​Thirty years have passed since Saya Otonashi entered her deep slumber, watched over by her faithful Chevalier, Hagi. They were promised a quiet end to their war—a peaceful fade into history. ​But monsters do not get to rest. ​When Project Chimera, a technologically advanced paramilitary group hunting for the "Source," breaches the Miyagusuku tomb, the reunion between Queen and Chevalier is cut brutally short. Weakened by decades of starvation, Hagi makes the ultimate sacrifice to shield Saya from a Resonance Blade—a weapon designed to shatter the crystalline blood of their kind. ​He does not die a warrior’s death. He shatters into silence, leaving Saya awake in a strange, neon-lit future, holding nothing but a trench coat and a pile of sapphire dust. ​Now, the Queen has returned, but the hero is gone. ​Refusing to let him go, Saya places Hagi’s remains inside his black cello case, carrying the weight of her loss on her back. Aided by Ren Miyagusuku—the grandson of the man who taught her to love—and Isolde, a disgraced sniper from a fallen era, Saya cuts a bloody path through a modernized world. ​She is no longer fighting for duty. She is no longer fighting for the Red Shield. She is fighting to silence the noise, so she can hear his song one last time.

Shen Tang awoke on her path of exile to find that this world was utterly unscientific. Divine stones rained from the heavens, and a hundred nations vied for power. With a honed literary heart, words became reality. With courage gathered in a warrior's spirit, mountains were cleaved and seas divided. The seemingly weak pretty boy she knew, with a single declaration of "Charge on horseback!", instantly found himself clad in armor, a long spear in hand, becoming an army of one, capable of slaughtering his way through enemy lines seven times over! The consumptive wretch in her eyes, by chanting "Stars scattered across a chessboard," transformed the heavens into a round canopy and the land into a chessboard, arranging troops with effortless ease! This wasn't just unscientific anymore! This was the coffin lid of science being nailed shut by theology! And as for her— "My Lord, the Northern Commandery is suffering a severe drought, perhaps you should shed some tears?" Shen Tang: "..." "My Lord, the Southern Province is flooded, perhaps you should laugh more?" Shen Tang: "..." ———————— Looking at the ten bowls of rice she had devoured, her pocket cleaner than her face, and a group of starving, ill-intentioned villagers constantly stirring up trouble, the village chief Shen Tang, suspected to be the reincarnation of a bottomless pit and a true 'soul painter' (someone who draws poorly but passionately), had no choice but to abandon her beloved paintbrushes and reluctantly embark on the path of a warlord. join patreon.com/worldoffanfiction for advanced chapters and support the daily update

I was reincarnated in a male-oriented modern fantasy novel that I read as a boredom reliever. I expected a paradise life with the reincarnation privilege, What I was given was the role of a hardcore life as an orphanage’s oldest sister with younger siblings to feed! In the face of a financial crisis, I finally made up my mind. To get on the ‘main character bus’! In other words, becoming a member of the male lead’s harem. Heroine? I’ll do anything. If I can make money by doing it! My goal is to become a common sub-heroine 1 and eat rice cakes, If I earn as much as I can, I will naturally leave later. However… [Character ‘Kang Nahyun’ appears in “Academy’s F-Class Commander”.] [Readers’ responses have been updated!] – What is it? The heroine? – As for an academy, harem is my favorite. – DBH! DBH! (DBH: die before becoming the heroine) What else is this? *** …Obviously, my first goal was to be a minor sub-heroine. – F*ck at this point isn’t the female lead definitely Kang Nahyun? ㄴAgree – The fact that Kang Nahyun is the female lead is regular in the Academy I didn’t know then, that life doesn’t always go as planned.

Anna is just trying to survive. At twenty-one, she’s juggling rent, tips, and the kind of loneliness that sits heavy. Working nights at a downtown bar wasn’t part of the dream — but it pays enough to keep her future from collapsing. Then Lucas Cruz walks in. A 26-year-old agent with a body built for trouble and a bank account built for temptation, Lucas isn’t the type of man who notices girls like her. He’s controlled, silent, unreadable. The kind of rich that buys privacy instead of attention. So when he catches her crying in the back room and murmurs, “You’re beautiful when you cry, Darling,” Anna knows her life just split into a before and after. What starts as an agreement — money for comfort, company, and a distraction from the chaos of his job — slowly turns into something neither of them planned for. He spoils her. He protects her. He hides too much from her. And the more Anna steps into his world of secrets, danger, and late-night missions, the harder it becomes to tell whether he wants her… or needs her. When enemies surface and Lucas’s past drags them both into a game built on lies, Anna has to choose: walk away while she still can, or stay and risk becoming the one weakness a man like him can’t afford. Because sugar can feel sweet — but obsession tastes sweeter.

Nathaniel Spencer may have been born into unimaginable wealth, but his childhood was anything but privileged. Raised by hired tutors and a distant mother who valued legacy over love, Nathaniel grew up longing for warmth he never received. Behind his success as the rising head of the Spencer Group is a quiet, gentle man who craves the simple affection his world never taught him to express. Sapphire Zimmerman is everything his life is not—warm, grounded, and free. A traditional dancer at her uncle’s salsa club, she lives modestly but with a deep sense of family and heart. When Nathaniel finds her stranded on the roadside one late night, he is immediately drawn by her stunning beauty,grace and the quiet strength and innocence he saw in her.Their connection is instant , extra ordinary and intense. Sapphire introduces him to her world, and the walls Nathaniel spent years building begin to fall. A weekend on his private island seals their bond, but just as their love begins, the harsh realities of Nathaniel’s world intervene. His powerful mother discovers their relationship and threatens Sapphire’s safety. Terrified of losing her, Nathaniel disappears from her life, never revealing the real reason for his silence. Sapphire soon discovers she is pregnant and believes he abandoned her. With only her uncle’s support and a small inheritance from her grandmother, she builds a business and became a renowned fashion entrepreneur , raises her son Brian alone, and creates a peaceful life despite the heartbreak. Five years later, fate brings them together again when Nathaniel walks into her fashion shop by chance. The reunion is painful for both—Sapphire sees the man who vanished from her life,and Nate believes Max, Sapphire’s loyal friend, is the man she moved on with. Misunderstandings swirl quickly, and neither knows how to bridge the years of silence between them. Everything changes when Nathaniel learns that Brian is his son. Shocked, overwhelmed, and remorseful, he tries to reconnect, but Sapphire’s fear of losing her child and the hurt from the past drives her to push him away. Nathaniel’s jealousy, Sapphire’s guarded heart, and Max’s protective presence further deepens the rift between them. Meanwhile, Nathaniel’s mother Barbara and Vivian—a wealthy heiress who wants Nathaniel for herself—plot to keep Nathaniel and Sapphire apart. Their interference culminates in the accidental kidnapping of Brian, whose life is endangered by a fire set by Vivian’s men. The crisis forces long-buried truths into the open and reveals the depth of Nathaniel’s love for both Sapphire and his son. The ordeal changes everything. Barbara Spencer confronts the consequences of her actions, stepping down from the company and surrendering her shares to Nathaniel in remorse. Brian, with a child’s innocence, becomes the bridge that softens years of bitterness between Nathaniel and his mother. In the aftermath, Nathaniel and Sapphire finally speak honestly—about their past, their pain, and the love they never stopped feeling. Healing comes slowly, but deeply, as they rebuild trust and rediscover what once drew them together. With their son safe and their hearts finally aligned, Nathaniel proposes, choosing family over fear. Their wedding becomes a celebration of second chances—Nathaniel and Sapphire united, Brian at their side, and Barbara watching as the mother she never was allowed to be. Their love, once lost, becomes stronger than the forces that tried to tear them apart. The end.

The universe hated me so much, it tossed me around, then dumped me straight into the arms of my father’s killer. — I thought I understood monsters. I grew up with them. I survived them. I swore I would kill the one who murdered my father and brothers. But when I finally found him, I failed. Dante Corsetti. Alpha. Mafia boss. The man who destroyed my family and dragged me into his house like a living trophy. He broke me apart until I didn’t know where my rage ended and his cruelty began. He said I was nothing. A prisoner. A reminder of everything he’d lost. A punishment for sins I never committed. Yet the longer I stayed, the more the world I thought I knew cracked open. The secrets about my bloodline, lies my father died with and a supernatural truth I should never have discovered. And in the middle of it all, a mate bond tied me to the monster I hated most. The goddess must be enjoying my torment because Dante is not the only one drawn to me. There were others. Knox, who looked at me like I was the first good thing the goddess ever gave him. Reed, who claimed I was destined for him no matter who he had to fight. Three alphas. One impossible bond. And me, trapped between revenge, desire, and a fate dark enough to break every one of us.

On her birthday, Isobel Blackwood thought she had everything—an engagement to billionaire Alexander Pierce, a secret pregnancy, and a sky-high romantic gesture in his private helicopter. Then came the betrayal: a viral photo of Alexander with another woman. A storm of accusations. A fiery crash. When she wakes up, Alexander is presumed dead. Her baby is gone. And her world has fallen apart. To escape the media, Alexander’s vengeful family, and her own guilt, Isobel flees to Paris under a new identity—Isabelle DeLacroix, a rising artist. She’s ready to forget the past. Until a mysterious, handsome billionaire enters her world. His eyes are familiar. His presence, magnetic. His intentions? Terrifyingly unclear. He wants a deal. He wants revenge. And he wants her—whether she says yes or not. But how do you fight a man who knows your heart better than anyone? And how do you love someone who returned from the dead just to destroy you?

He bought her with a single word—‘Mine’—and nothing in her quiet village life prepared her for the golden-eyed wolf who claimed her. Elowen’s quiet life ends the night the beastmen raid her village. Chained, marched, and pushed onto an auction stage, she’s surrounded by predators ready to buy her like livestock. Then one voice silences them all. “Five thousand. Mine.” Lupar Fangveil—wolf, alpha, feared by every clan. He claims her instantly, his golden eyes burning with a possessive heat that should terrify her… yet his touch is gentle. His scent is warm. His presence shields her from harsher claws. Elowen is scared, innocent, and completely unprepared for the beastman world—but her rare gift of empathy lets her feel the storms inside him. And the wolf who bought her begins to soften. This is not rebellion. Not revenge. But the slow, dangerous shift between fear… and desire.

The Valehart estate was a garden of silver lilies. Every petal gleamed like moonlight on steel, every step echoed grace and silence — exactly as the house demanded. For centuries, House Valehart had been the Empire’s diplomats, the voice that soothed where others shouted. They were the noble house of peace and polish — the masters of negotiation, the Empire’s silver tongue. But Serene Valehart had always felt wrong in her own home. When her cousins practiced curtsies, she watched the guards spar in the courtyard, her eyes tracing every swing of the blade. When her tutors recited the laws of diplomacy, she memorized them — then imagined how to parry each argument as if it were an attack. She excelled in every lesson. Her words were soft, her steps measured, her smile flawless. She was the perfect daughter of a perfect house. But that wasn’t the only her. --- When the manor slept, Serene crept into the old forge behind the eastern gardens — a place half-swallowed by ivy and shadow. Once, it had been used to craft ornamental blades for noble ceremonies. Now, it was forgotten — quiet, cold, alive only with the scent of soot and iron. Old Joren, the blacksmith, never told on her. He simply watched as she stood beside him, eyes bright with something fierce and unspoken. “Doesn’t it hurt?” she asked once, when a spark leapt and burned his arm. “Every strike leaves a mark,” he said with a faint smile. “That’s how you know it’s becoming something.” Serene touched the glowing metal, feeling its warmth pulse through her skin. > “Then I’ll learn to take the marks,” she whispered. --- Years passed. The silver lilies bloomed each spring, and the Valehart daughter grew into the image her family had crafted — calm, articulate, unblemished. She spoke with grace that silenced rooms, smiled in ways that ended arguments, and bowed with elegance that won peace. Yet beneath her silk gloves were faint scars — pale lines across her palms, hidden proof of who she truly was. So when the Royal Knight Academy sent its call for new initiates, when noble daughters dreamt of betrothals and noble sons of command — Serene Valehart packed her sword instead. Her father called it folly. Her mother said nothing — only tied her daughter’s braid with a silver ribbon and whispered, “Keep your balance, my dear.” The morning she left, the manor was silent. The lilies swayed in the wind as if bowing farewell. At the gate, Serene looked back once. The marble walls glimmered under sunlight, perfect and distant — the prison she’d once called home. She stepped into the carriage, her blade resting across her knees. > Grace is might unseen. That was the Valehart creed. She had lived by it all her life. Now, she would show them what it truly meant. The carriage wheels turned. The estate faded into the morning haze. And softly, as the road stretched before her, Serene whispered — > “Even lilies bleed.”

Crimson, a draconic warrior of the Goddess of the Heavens, is summoned to the world of Avi to protect mortalkind from the Fallen Queen's malevolent army, but the Queen has other plans in mind. When Crimson finds herself in chains, a war wages in her mind between righteous hatred for the evil Queen and a burgeoning forbidden desire for her. As the Queen's plots unfold and Crimson ends up in the Heavens once more, she conflicts with her ex-girlfriend, Hilde, who wants to know the truth of what happened to her in the Hells. Now caught in between the eternal war between the Goddess Aurora and the Fallen Queen Umbra, and facing a lifetime of constant harassment and torment for being a crossbreed, Crimson's loyalties are tested as her morals and her desires clash. When she is finally pushed to the breaking point, Crimson must decide what she fights for, and who she wants to fight alongside. Hilde, the dignified, compassionate, groveling ex-girlfriend, or Umbra, the dominating, overprotective, seductive evildoer. WRETCHED is a fast paced and intense journey through fierce emotional turmoil, drastic character developments, and dramatic developments in plot and setting, rife with gorgeous imagery and scenery, unique and unusual characters, as well as a deeply fantastical conclusion. CW: WRETCHED deals with sensitive subjects including dubious consent, enslavement, genocide, eugenics, war, depictions of violence, child death, mass murder, and corrupt religion.

Ranma is a martial artist, and a teenage boy. At least, she used to be. After an attack leaves Ranma trapped in a feminine body she never asked for, and unable to take a hit, her life as she knew it is over. She runs from her home and her abusive father, and after spending a few months homeless in Tokyo, takes a job in a bar called the Phoenix run by a found family consisting of the bar's matriarch owner and four hard-luck women she took under her wing as teenagers. At the Phoenix, Ranma finds a place where she can be accepted and "normal," begins to deal with the trauma she's been though, and experiences the first unconditional love she's ever known. As she does so, she begins to embrace her new life as a young woman, discovers a new talent and potential career in music, and rises from the ashes of the life she once knew.

Whitney Rivers, a plastic surgeon who dreams of owning her own practice, crosses paths with Casio Capone. Her life takes a turn in a way she never would have expected. What started as a chance encounter in the busy streets of New York City turns into a whirlwind connection she can't resist. Until one day, when everything shattered. An attempt to get to Casio, Whitney is kidnapped by his enemies as leverage. Entering the dark and violent underworld of the Mafia. Whitney comes face to face with coldblooded killers and the brutal reality of Casio's life. Caught between danger and desire, will Casio and Whitney's connection become stronger, or will it crash and burn? Will it destroy them or make them unstoppable?

Sebastian urgently demands medical assistance for Mora, who lies unconscious. Zephyrus, the doctor,who is dismissive of her needs, argues that Mora, being a blood drinker, is beyond his interest. Sebastian, frustrated, insists on treatment for Mora, drawing attention to his own deteriorating condition as well. Zephyrus ultimately agrees to help Mora but insists that Sebastian undergo medical treatment first. As they converse, Sebastian experiences physical discomfort and distress, feeling weakened and disoriented. Cover is by: Getcovers

The Syndicate doesn’t keep prisoners. Harper should have been another body on a concrete floor. Instead, she gets an impossible second chance. Spared from execution, she’s dragged into the Syndicate’s world of gun smoke, bruised knuckles, and relentless training under Brock, the enforcer assigned to shape her into one of them. He’s their perfect soldier, steady and disciplined, the last man who should get attached. The more Harper learns to fight beside him instead of against him, the less she feels like a captive and the more she feels like crew. Trust slips in where fear used to live. And in a family built on violence and loyalty, getting close to the wrong person can be the most dangerous decision of all.

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

Prinel’s entire life has been a lie a carefully staged disappearance orchestrated by a bitter soldier inside the Moretti Syndicate, Italy’s most feared criminal dynasty. She was only three when she was taken from her real father, Marcelo Garcia, the man who once dominated Milan’s southern trafficking routes before Silvano Moretti consumed everything. Now she’s grown up inside Eden’s Ruin, sold there in panic, raised by Mama Centella to dance, obey, and forget. Riot, the club’s young manager, uses her not as an employee but as a controlled addiction his favorite doll made pliant with drugs and fear. Everything shifts the night Luca Moretti Silvano’s ruthless heir, finds Riot dragging her down a hallway, bruised and trembling. One look at her and Luca sees two things: a problem inside his territory, and a face that should have never appeared….

Childhood rivals, always competing yet secretly hiding forbidden feelings behind their hate, were torn apart in a messy end. Now, one has risen as a shining idol adored by millions, while the other struggles to build a quiet life as a single mother. But when fate brings them face-to-face again, old wounds begin to bleed… and long-buried feelings resurface. From rivals to something more, can love survive the scars of the past? And this time, will they finally accept what their hearts have always known?

When the goddess of Reincarnation grants a dying hero a second life, the boy who once carried hope awakens as Aurora, a timid girl branded by a sealed divine bloodline—a power so vast it threatens the balance of the cosmos itself. But Aurora isn’t the only one reborn. The ancient Hero and Demon Lord, once mortal enemies locked in a tragic destiny, return to the world, each unaware that their fates are still tied to the girl who carries a curse the gods fear. In the halls of the Celestial Academy—where prodigies, nobles, monsters, and heirs to divine thrones gather—Aurora struggles to hide her overwhelming potential, even as it calls to beings who hunger for her blood, her soul… and her secrets. Caught between admiration and jealousy,The Princess—the hero’s former fiancée—wrestles with her desire to surpass Aurora while longing to truly understand her. The demon lord’s daughter, feels an inexplicable pull to the girl she should hate… a pull that becomes dangerous when her demonic instincts awaken. And high above, gods bound by ancient curses watch the girl with a mixture of dread and hope, for Aurora’s sealed lineage may be the key to ending their divine stagnation—or unleashing a catastrophe that will erase reality. As the forgotten Race begins to stir beyond the cosmic veil, Aurora must decide who she truly is: a frightened reincarnated soul trapped beneath a cosmic burden… or the one destined to reshape the heavens, whether the gods permit it or not. Friendship, rivalry, forbidden bonds, and divine conspiracies collide as Aurora’s awakening draws near— and the day her seal breaks will determine the fate of every world in existence.

Jia is a brilliant but low-ranking village healer in the land of Eldora. When the Imperial Crown Prince suddenly collapses during a provincial tour, Jia saves him by relying on her experience and instinct rather than protocol. Days later, she’s summoned—against her will—to the capital and appointed as a temporary physician to the imperial household. Her new patient is the Second Prince: pale, intelligent, and rumored to be too frail for politics. Sharp-tongued, impossibly composed, and entirely unimpressed with his new “peasant doctor,” he insists his condition is nothing serious. Jia, however, quickly suspects he’s hiding something. He thinks she’s meddlesome. She thinks he’s arrogant. They’re both right. But when whispers of a deadly curse begin to spread through the palace, Jia must uncover the truth before it costs her head. And the prince... once her most difficult patient, may become her most unexpected ally.

"Mr. Watson, something terrible has happened.Your office has been smashed!" Just as Gilbert Watson’s rose-hued lips were inching toward Claire’s, his secretary rushed over in a panic. “Who the hell dares to be so bold?” "Mr. Watson, it’s... it’s a little boy, around four or five years old. He said you bullied his mommy." "Uh..." Gilbert instantly straightened up, his expression turning serious. "Mr. Watson, urgent news.Someone has stolen your project files!" While Gilbert was in the middle of a tense executive meeting, his secretary once again dashed in, flustered. "Outrageous! Who has the audacity?" "Three little boys, sir... they said you wronged their mommy." The room of executives struggled to hold back their laughter. Gilbert shrank back slightly and cleared his throat. "Ahem... Let’s continue the meeting."