supernatural

…Fuck my life… The thought was the first thing to stroke into Ryckel's mind. He woke with a scream that died in his throat. Frantically breathing in and out, only to feel the warmth and dampness at him. Like he was breathing onto something too close. Not open air. Something was wrong. He knew this familiar feeling. He was wearing a gas mask. He coughed until every fiber in his body begged him to stop. He wasn't on a bed or anywhere close to the ground. Gravity was the first thing Ryckel felt, and it was a lie. It tugged at his worn out shoes, trying to drag him into the abyss, but his body stayed anchored by a sickening, internal tension. He opened his eyes and saw only red. The Bleeding Hour. The mist was a thick crimson veil on his surroundings. How did it get to the Red Dark?! Wondering, he then looked down. He saw more red, with not a ground in sight. His body slowly swayed, the wind howling but Ryckel wasn't falling. He was held by thick, oily black ropes that punched clean through his thighs and ribs. H-How… How was I even still alive? Ryckel questioned but never complained. Oddly enough, it didn't hurt like it should. Only feeling a fading dull sting. How did all of this happen?! ------ Shout out to @scholarofyore0 for helping me out with the power system, really appreciate it. Also my release schedule is 2 chapters every weekday and just 1 chapter every weekend Do note, the prose style in my work reflect the POV of the chapter and yes, there would be POVs apart from Ryckel's. The prose style(s) would still be easy to read and understand. Like Ryckel's POV is more art based because he's actually an artist. The auxiliary chapter isn't also compulsory. If you like an aux chap that details the world and everything then it's for you. But if you don't, then you can just read the story itself. Info and all that would still be revealed naturally. Do be warned though, the aux chap is written and structured in a way that many writers on here don't normally do...

I’m an omega who is a top. I’ve never felt the need to be submissive— The idea of bending myself to take it never felt right. So I stayed alone, because every alpha wanted to soften me, quiet me, turn me into someone who isn’t me, to force me to submit and turn into a bottom. Then my father started dying, and I was bound to an enigma I didn’t ask for but couldn’t ignore. Sebastian doesn’t try to own me. He stands beside me. And somewhere between him and a masked (male) witch who sees right through every wall I built between myself and them, my life begins to unravel—and remake itself. “Please,” he says quietly, “let me help you get through your heat.” I meet his eyes and shake my head. “You can’t. You're an Enigma.” I say. “ And I’m a top.” ------ WARNING!!!!!! This book contains a huge plot twist!!!!!!!

A man in his early twenties is reincarnated as Scott McCall with a white Morgan freeman stupidly giving him ten minutes to make any wishes and they’ll be granted after saying all his wishes it’s left the god furious to the point of suicide. Note:this is my first fanfic so please support me

In a world where heroes awaken in explosive miracles and legends are forged in single, world-shaking moments, Noel grows stronger the slow way, one repetition, one scar, one lesson at a time. What if greatness isn’t born in a moment, but built through repetition? When calamity descends and the gifted fall first, the quiet climber may be the most dangerous of all.

Su Wen transmigrates to Douluo Continent and awakens his martial soul "Poké Ball." Each of his soul rings can capture soul beasts, and these soul beasts can undergo super evolution as they level up. "You call this a Wind Baboon?" "These are all your martial souls?" "What do you mean your martial souls can super evolve?" Everyone's faces are blank. Su Wen shrugs: "I don't know. Anyway, in a one-on-one fight with me, it's always you fighting all my pet beasts." Evolution path:[Wind Baboon] - [Storm Baboon] - [Hurricane Demon Ape] - [Immortal Cloud Flowing Ape] [Mandala Snake] - [Viper King with Venomous Fangs] - [Thousand Source Poisonous Dragon] - [Azure Imperial Dragon] [Great White Shark] - [Thunder Scale White Shark] - [Abyss Emperor Shark]- [Falcon of the End] [Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear] - [Behemoth] - [Purple Gold Behemoth] [To be unlocked...] PS: Evolution stages are Soul Power Level 30, 50, and 70 respectively.

In the far reaches of a techno-magical multiverse, where dead stars scream and ancient spells run on quantum circuits, a boy named Jidd wakes up in a decaying space colony with no memory… and the power to make reality bleed. Unbeknownst to him, Jidd is no ordinary human. He is a fragment of an ancient eldritch god — a being once known only as 'It Who Devours'. Long ago, the gods united to destroy and shatter this abomination, scattering its essence across time, space, and dreams. But Jidd doesn’t know any of this. All he knows is that he’s being hunted by cults, corporations, interdimensional bounty hunters, and terrifying entities that call him “brother.” His only ally? A talking octopus with a caffeine addiction and more secrets than tentacles. As Jidd navigates bizarre worlds, collapsing timelines, and memories that are not his, he begins to awaken — and each time he does, the universe trembles. Can a boy with the heart of a monster choose to be human? Or will the madness inside him crack the cosmos open once more? A cosmic odyssey of forgotten gods, quantum apocalypses, and a caffeine-addicted octopus.

“The rain drenched the heavens, ruining them with meticulous care.” My name is Suri. I am the ten-thousand-year sole heir of Ueshō Peak— its one and only male disciple since the day the peak was founded. A rare existence. A miraculous anomaly. …In other words, the only one. When I was nine, my master brought back a junior sister for me. When I was ten, my master ran away. On that day, I quietly closed the book in my hands. Then I lifted my gaze, my expression incomparably solemn. “Miss,” I said gravely, studying her face as if deciphering the will of Heaven itself, “the darkness gathering upon your brow foretells a calamity of blood.”

To be reincarnated into a crossover anime world was, at first, a stroke of misfortune. But then, like every chosen one with a spark of destiny, I awakened to the standard Advantage bestowed upon transmigrators. And the world I landed in? High School DxD. Well then, looks like life’s about to get interesting.

In the monster-plagued Heian era, Yorimitsu was born to be a sacrifice. Marked by a spiral omen and a face split between youth and age, Minamoto no Yorimitsu was a "bad omen" sold into slavery by his own blood. For years, he was the plaything of the sadistic Minakaze clan, eventually thrown to the deep mountains as expendable fodder for the yōkai. But he didn't die. Saved by a legendary mountain witch, Yorimitsu spent years forging his body and mastering a terrifying, dormant sorcery. Yet, just as he neared the peak of his power, his sanctuary became a slaughterhouse. His master was consumed by a demonic rot, and in a final, tragic confrontation, Yorimitsu was forced to trade his life to save her soul. Now, Yorimitsu has opened his eyes to find himself ten years old again—bound in chains and back in the carriage that sold him to hell. He has the memories of a grandmaster. He has the hunger of a demon. And this time, he won’t just survive the yōkai or the clans that betrayed him; he will hunt them until the world is paved with their bones.

Born under a sky of fire, a child was never meant to live. On a distant world ruled by dragons who evolved into humanoid beings, a baby is born with power that defies even kings. Feared by his own blood, hunted before he can cry, and erased from history in a single night of betrayal, his fate is sealed long before he understands it. As a planet burns and a kingdom falls, the child vanishes into the void. He awakens on Earth—weak, nameless, and unaware of his origin—taken in by a blindfolded girl whose smile hides a dangerous curse, and a silent dojo that trains warriors beyond human limits. Here, among ordinary people, he grows up laughing, training, and living a peaceful life he was never supposed to have. But power does not forget. Shadows from space still move. Sins of the past still breathe. And the truth of what he is—what he carries in his blood—will one day demand an answer. This is a story of fire and fate, of found family and forgotten gods… and of a dragon who learns what it truly means to live as human.

From the author of the "Path Of War" series comes the prequel based on Avatar: The Last Airbender. Alexander finds himself bored amidst his security. It's not until one day that the head scientist within his mother's company approaches him with an offer: to venture into the virtual reality world of a fictional, war-torn, Asian-inspired fantasy world divided into four nations. How could Alexander say no? On top of coming to this new world, he'll be taking over one of its main characters to do what he sees fit.

I was once a professor on Earth. But for some unknown reason, my vision suddenly went blank and then everything went dark. When I opened my eyes again… I was here, in this world. At first, I just wanted to live a normal, peaceful life. But these damn people won’t let me be. They use “concern” for a blind clan member as an excuse to keep watching my every move. To monitor whether my blindness has anything to do with the Caged Bird Seal. And those old bastards? They’d probably silence me just to prevent any possible instability within the Hyūga clan. Fine. If you won’t let me live in peace… Then fuck with that Will of Fire. I’ll swallow Konoha little by little, until none of you can stop me anymore.

Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage or announce itself. It simply waits at the edge of everything, patient and absolute, whispering one promise to every crack in reality it finds. Entropy. Silence. Nothingness. For centuries the Temporal Lattice has kept it locked away. But the Lattice is fracturing. And every Rift pulse Kronos Maw unleashes loosens another thread. Every world he destroys opens another crack. He believes he is using the Void as a weapon. He doesn't understand that the Void is using him. Across the multiverse others are stirring. A wind-singer on a floating citadel of crystal spires whose songs travel through cracks in reality. A stone-skinned guardian on a desert world where sand itself is frozen in time. Ancient Weavers watching from a pocket dimension outside of time entirely. Warriors from rift-scarred worlds carrying powers forged from broken timelines. All of them feeling the same fractures. All of them sending the same desperate signal. Hold the line. On Earth Alex's only allies are a sharp-eyed tech genius with fourteen pages of notes, a former bully with a blade forged from broken time, and a four hundred year old guardian who has been waiting specifically for him. Together they are the first defense between New Lagos and oblivion. Between Earth and the unraveling of everything. Two threats. One is coming for him. The other is coming for everything. Some legacies skip generations. Some wait four hundred years. Alex's just arrived. And the question isn't whether he's ready. The question is whether ready even matters anymore. The lattice is fracturing. The tyrant is coming. The Void is whispering. And a boy from New Lagos is all that stands between existence and the hungry silence at the edge of time. The war for time itself begins here. Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage

So... I died. Again. I mean, at this point, I'm pretty sure Lady Death has it out for me personally. First time? Normal kid, normal death, nothing exciting. Second time? Wizard fighting Death Eaters, got hit with Voldemort's killing curse, very dramatic, 10/10 would not recommend. Third time's the charm, right? Except now I'm a sixteen-year-old New Yorker living in the MCU—the motherfucking Marvel Cinematic Universe. Yeah. That MCU. The one where aliens invade, robots try to exterminate humanity, and a purple space tyrant eventually snaps half of all life out of existence. No pressure or anything. I just have to : - Craft a functional wand (kind of a must-have for every wizard, and Amazon is surprisingly unhelpful) - Keep my magic hidden from S.H.I.E.L.D. - Definitely stay off Hydra's radar - Maybe prevent the apocalypse? If I have time? - Survive high school (honestly might be harder than the apocalypse) So yeah, if you want to follow me on this absolutely ridiculous adventure of trying not to die (again) in a universe that's actively trying to kill everyone, come along. It's gonna be a wild ride. ------------------------------ Hey guys, I'm Aurelius D. Black, your author, and welcome to Path of Arcana (or How to Survive and Maybe Craft Hogwarts in Another World). This is an MTL novel I read years ago but dropped because the translation was... rough, to put it mildly. So I decided to take matters into my own hands and rewrite it myself. Here's the result. I don't own Marvel or Harry Potter—I'm not rich enough for Disney or Warner Bros. to come after me, so please don't sue. This is purely a fan project. If you want to support my work, you can also find me on Patreon : patreon.com/AureliusDBlack There will be around 10 to 15 chapters in advance. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy the ride! Quick note: English isn't my first language, so please bear with me if there are occasional grammar or spelling errors. I'm doing my best to improve with each chapter, and constructive feedback is always welcome!

In a world where God has turned His back, Hatred is the only currency left. For centuries, the Land of Life has been protected by Abha—a power fueled by belief in the silent god, Eternus. But belief is a fragile shield. Beyond the border lies the Void, a festering wound in reality that vomits forth Asuras: creatures of pure Grina, born from the concentrated hatred of the abandoned. Rudra was a nobody. A cadet destined for a quiet life of service—until the Marakah came. In one night of ash and blood, his home was erased, his people slaughtered, and his soul... changed. While others wield the golden light of Abha, Rudra awakens a terrifying, forbidden anomaly: The Violet Hunger. He doesn't just fight the darkness; he devours it. Now, armed with a blade that has no name and a heart that knows no mercy, Rudra must navigate a world of corrupt kings, ancient warriors, and eldritch lords of the Abyss. The Asuras don't fear the Light anymore. They fear the boy who eats it.

She applied for a simple teaching job but she ended up raising a classroom full of supernatural toddlers and accidentally becoming the Demon Lord’s obsession. -`♡´- Struggling to pay rent and drowning in rejection emails, Alina Hart, 24, is desperate for a stable job. When she stumbles across a strange flyer offering a "live-in teaching position at a private academy," she signs the contract without reading the fine print. Big mistake. On her first day, she learns three things: 1...Her students are not human. 2...One breathes fire. Another howls at the moon. One floats through walls and another eats chalk like candy. 3...The school’s principal is Dante Nightshade, a seven-foot-tall Demon Lord with blood-red eyes and zero patience for mortals. And Alina? She just accidentally scolded the Demon Prince, Dante’s only son. Now, the students are clinging to her. The royal parents are demanding "private meetings." And the Demon Lord keeps appearing in her classroom with a gaze that’s far too intense for a casual visit. -`♡´- Alina: “Please stop throwing fireballs in the classroom!” Baby Dragon: “But Teacher! That’s how we play catch!” -`♡´- Alina: “Luna, you can’t bite people just because they sit next to me.” Luna (growling): “He was breathing near you. That’s MY air!” Alina: “…Please don’t make this a crime scene.” -`♡´- Sable (whispering from her shadow): “I bit the crayon... and it betrayed me.” Alina: “Sable… crayons are not food.” Sable: “…Then why are they so colorful?” -`♡´- Vlad Jr.: “Miss Alina, I have written my will.” Alina: “You’re four.” Vlad Jr.: “And yet, I have already loved and lost.” Alina: “…You lost a cookie.” •••• She wanted a quiet job with crayons and nap time. What she got was magical chaos, clingy monster cubs, and a demon principal who doesn’t understand why her smile affects him more than any weapon ever has... Tags: Fantasy | Comedy | Slow Burn Romance | Monster Babies | Found Family | Overpowered Male Lead | Soft Female Lead | Slice of Life [ Complete Goals to Unlock Bonus Chapters: 1,000 Power Stones = +1 Bonus Chapter 500 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapter 1 Magic Castle = +2 Bonus Chapters ]

Midnight Heiress: Bound by Blood and Moonlight A vampire heiress in hiding. A human she was never meant to love. And a fate written in blood and moonlight. Midnight Ashton lives a life built on control. As the composed and powerful head of a rising company in Thailand, she is admired for her authority, feared for her precision, and known for her calm distance from the world. To everyone else, she is human—brilliant, untouchable, and alone. But Midnight carries a truth buried in blood. She is the last heir to a fallen vampire throne, hiding from the uncle who murdered her parents and stole her birthright. Bound by secrecy and survival, Midnight suppresses her true nature, believing that power kept hidden is power that can still protect. Then she meets Amara—a warm, ordinary woman whose presence unsettles everything Midnight has built. Drawn together by fate and an unexplainable pull, their bond deepens into a love that feels older than memory itself. As Midnight struggles to keep her secrets, her powers begin to awaken on their own—responding not to danger, but to recognition. A living shield moves without command. Wind and earth obey her emotions. And somewhere unseen, an ancient guardian watches over them both. As Morvane, the ruthless vampire king, closes in—obsessed with Midnight’s defiance and intrigued by the invisible force protecting her—the balance begins to fracture. Midnight’s power evolves. Her shield listens. Her blood remembers. And Amara begins to notice the impossible. Between love and truth, protection and honesty, Midnight faces an inevitable choice: to continue hiding behind her armor… or to risk everything by revealing who she truly is. Because some destinies cannot remain hidden. And when blood, moonlight, and love align— fate finally looks back.

Born in the shadow of a dying throne, Aram never sought power… but power found him. The ancient kingdom of Saba is collapsing under hidden betrayals, corrupted alliances, and a ruler who wears the crown of a king while serving darker masters. When Aram is dragged into a failed uprising, he becomes the final living thread connecting Saba to an ancient covenant between humans and jinn — a covenant meant to keep the world in balance. Hunted by kings, watched by demons, and betrayed by those he once trusted, Aram must cross forbidden deserts, living mountains, and forgotten cities where entire civilizations were erased rather than defeated. He is not a chosen hero. He is not immune to fear. He is not destined for victory. But he is the one who still stands. As bloodlines awaken and ancient seals begin to break, Aram discovers that the true war is not for the throne… It is for the right to decide who controls fate itself. Aram – Heir of Saba is an epic fantasy saga of political intrigue, ancient magic, brutal choices, and a man who must decide whether saving the world is worth losing everything he loves.

What if the monster you were sold to wasn't the real danger? They call him the Monster. Nine wives. Nine graves. No heirs. I was supposed to be the tenth. Sold by my family to save a sister who betrayed me, I thought survival meant staying invisible. But when I healed Alpha Kael Cinderclaw in the snow, I accidentally bound us together, a mate bond neither of us wanted and neither can sever. Now I feel his rage like fire beneath my skin. He feels my fear like a blade against his throat. And the fortress that buried nine wives is watching us both. My family wanted me erased. His enemies want me dead. And Kael? He looks at me like I'm the one thing he can't afford to want—but can't let go. They wanted a sacrifice. They're getting an awakening. In a world where power is everything, the wolfless girl just became the Alpha's greatest weakness, and his most dangerous obsession.