fate

Reincarnation—a truly fascinating concept! To be reborn in an isekai, granted an overpowered cheat, rise to become the strongest in the world, defeat the forces of evil, and ultimately gather a harem. No matter how cliché that might sound, it was precisely what our protagonist wished for. In the end, after dying, he indeed reincarnated… into the Royal Family of Elves! What a wonderful beginning! Yet, contrary to his expectations, he possessed no cheat, no system, nothing at all. His reincarnation itself felt strange; there was no Goddess, no ROB, no encounter in a mysterious void—just simple, straightforward reincarnation. Still, the MC did not despair. So what if he had no cheats? He was now an Elf. With their long lifespan and natural gifts, he was confident he could carve a path forward through sheer patience and hard work. Soon after, he discovered another twist: the world he had entered bore striking similarities to one he already knew, and he had been reborn decades before the “plot” would even begin. Armed with this realization, he found a new purpose for his second life. With determination burning within him, he began his venture in this world. And his goal? Nothing less than to see what lies beyond the farthest horizon he can reach! Note: The MC will not have a system, and this is not a translation. He might end up with a harem—perhaps even involving incest—but he is not the type to recklessly chase after every girl he sees. Most importantly, he will not possess any cheats. None at all. Absolutely nothing! Instead, he will rely solely on his intelligence, instincts, and persistence to survive in the world of Danmachi. Do not think he will remain weak, however. After all, he is a gamer—and as every gamer knows: the grind never stops!

"Playful Type-Moon" is a highly immersive galgame where players can unlock new CGs by raising the heroines' affection levels through strategic romance routes. After three sleepless nights, Alvin finally managed to unlock every CG and max out the affection of all heroines. The bad news? The affection levels overflowed. But hey, it's just a game; what harm could overflowing affection do? Or so he thought… until— One day he got transmigrated into the game world, where he kept running into Type-Moon heroines like Artoria, Morgan le Fay, Tiamat, Scáthach, and Manaka Sajyou through a series of mishaps… As he noticed their overwhelmingly tender yet dangerously intense gazes, the light slowly faded from Alvin’s eyes, filled with regret. "So… why did I have to max out their affection to the point of overflowing again?" . . . . Link to the original:https://trxs.cc/tongren/9766.html To read 45+ advanced chapters join my Patreon... patreon.com/abhi28

Aria Valencia’s life implodes when her father disappears after betraying the DeLuca mafia. Alone, confused, and drowning in debt, Aria is abducted and brought before the notorious Don, Luciano DeLuca. Instead of ordering her death, he makes her a terrifying offer—marry him for a year, become his secret wife, and the debt dies with her father. Luca’s reasons aren’t love; it’s about power, appearances, and control. But under the chilling glare of his steel-gray eyes, Aria feels something disturbingly electric—a pull she shouldn’t crave. Desperate and cornered, she signs the contract, stepping into a world of danger, luxury, and secrets where no one leaves unchanged.

Jia Changjiang skipped every game CG in pursuit of dominance—until he transmigrated into Genshin Impact without knowing the plot. In the world of Teyvat, where gods, dragons, and elements reign supreme, he awakens an overwhelming system. Thus begins the rise of the Weapon Master of All Things, whose ambition reaches far beyond an ordinary life.

Saito transmigrated to a parallel world and joined the multiverse projection website. As long as he publishes edited videos on the site, he can obtain rewards. And so, the following scene occurred. 【Inventory of the Omni-Anime Top Ten Epic Anime Scenes!】 NO. 10: Tanjiro's First Use of Sun Breathing to Save His Sister. NO. 9: The Final Incursio! NO. 8: Emiya Shirou Chops Off Gilgamesh's Arm! ...When these high-octane scenes were broadcast, various characters within the Omni-Anime World were shocked. “Sun Breathing?! Is this kid a descendant of that man?!!” Kibutsuji Muzan trembled all over. “Hey, hey, hey!! How did I get Big Brother's Teigu?!!” Tatsumi couldn't believe it! “Bastard!! How could this King lose to a guy like that?!!” The chuunibyou Gilgamesh, who was relying on Mapo Tofu, was furious.

Reborn as the ill-fated Third Kazekage from the original series, I am determined to rebuild Sunagakure into the strongest Hidden Sand Village through tireless effort and visionary leadership. My goal is to survive and thrive in the recurring Shinobi World Wars. I will show these ninja, who are obsessed with slaughter and conspiracy, what true 21st-century wisdom and modern governance look like. The world of ninja is not a story written solely by Konoha. —————————————————————————————————— This is a translation. Original work: 风影忍者. Welcome to visit my Patreon for early access chapters, exclusive side stories, and illustrations. patreon.com/DarkGolds

What would happened when a magus accidentally stumble onto another world? what will that person do? How would the world react to this singularity? why tne? Setting is full of smart heads(mostly Yoo Yeonha and her paranoid) so i though it would be funny if everything they knew about magic just crumble before magecraft and True magic. P.s: This fic may be updated on an iregular schedule. (Low e.q: whenever i feel like writing)

Idora Dea was a member of the hero's party that observed the hero's Journey from beginning to end. She was with him when he grew up, and she was there when he was selected as the hero. She was there when he defeated the demon lord. Her contribution to the fight was not inferior to his, but what awaited her at the end wasn't praise, it was scorn. As a withering flower at the end of her life, she didn't regret a single decision, but right before she could pass on to the land of the dead, a blue window appeared in front of her... Seeing the blue window, her memories returned, a sly smile creeping on her face. This wasn't her first rodeo. In fact, this was her second chance at life, one that was about to end. But, a choice was offered to her. To reincarnate, or to let nature play its course. The choice was obvious. Giddy like a young child, she chose to reincarnate to her favourite fictional world. Destination? Gensokyo, Touhou.

It began with a broken laugh and a trembling whisper into the dark. “Oh great… talking to wind now. I’ve finally snapped.” But the flute’s note—gentle, impossible—cut through her despair. “You always come when I’m hurting,” she breathed. “Are you a ghost? A dream?” The world didn’t answer in words. It answered in petals. They rose—glowing, swirling, warming her hands like something alive. Moon’s tears glimmered. “Is this really… for me?” tiny, breathless "W-wait—!" Eyes huge, wonder-fear mix, arms flailing gentle The air erupted—WHOOOOSH— .

Y/N never believed in fate — until the Tenchu mark awakened on her skin and nearly tore her body apart. Saved by Satoru Gojo himself, she learns she isn’t an ordinary student, but a vessel of ancient power tied to Mahoraga’s legacy. To him, she is a miracle. To the world, she is a threat. To herself… she is a ticking time bomb. Now exhausted, hurting, and terrified of what she’s becoming, she must train under the strongest sorcerer alive — the one who refuses to let her fall, even when her own body threatens to break. A hidden bloodline. A dangerous awakening. And a bond that grows somewhere between fear, trust, and something neither of them expected. Her power could save the sorcerer world — or destroy it. And Gojo will make sure she survives long enough to choose. Notes: Emotional intensity, mild injury/exhaustion, supernatural danger.

I let out a bitter laugh. “It’s ironic, isn’t it? You spent years making my life a living hell, and now you look at me like I’m the very air you breathe.” Lennox’s face fell. “Olivia, it wasn’t supposed to be like this—” I cut him off, my eyes blazing with anger. “Oh, but it was. You wanted me broken. You wanted me to suffer. And I did.” I paused, my voice trembling. “But not anymore.” Louis, who had been silent, spoke softly. “Olivia, we—” I shook my head and took a step back, putting distance between us. “No. Whatever you think you feel, it doesn’t matter. It’s too late. You had a choice. And every single time, you chose her. Over and over again, you chose Anita.” Levi shook his head. “We were wrong.” I met their gazes. “Yes, you were. And now, you’ll have to live with it.” With that, I turned away, refusing to let them see the tears burning in my eyes. •••••••• Olivia Parker was once the cherished daughter of a respected Gamma—until betrayal shattered her world. Branded the daughter of a traitor, she was stripped of her title, her dignity, and the life she had known, forced to serve as an Omega among those who once respected her. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. On the night of the mating ceremony, Olivia discovered the cruelest twist of all—she wasn’t fated to just one mate, but three. And not just any three. Alpha Lennox, Alpha Louis, and Alpha Levi—the ruthless triplet Alphas who had spent years tormenting her. Bound to a marriage they never wanted, the triplets made her life a waking nightmare. They paraded their lover, Anita, before her, ensuring she never forgot her place, never forgot that they would never want her. But fate has a way of playing its own game. As secrets unravel and buried truths come to light, the triplets begin to see Olivia for who she truly is—not just a Luna in title, but the woman they never realized they needed. Only now, she’s done waiting.

Asher transmigrated to the Land of Shadows, day after day, year after year, training with his Shishou Scáthach. Afterwards, in the evening after martial arts training, Morgan le Fay would also teach him magic. Initially, he got along very well with Morgan le Fay, which gave him a very good impression of her. Until one day, Morgan le Fay suddenly said to him, "A week later will be the time of choosing the king. My sister Artoria will go to pull out the Sword in the Stone and become king... I have something I need your help with." "What is it?" Asher asked. "Take the Sword in the Stone before her, and marry her." "???" "The curse is activated. From today onwards, you must find a way to marry Artoria!" This is a world where timelines are intertwined. He had pulled the Sword in the Stone, resolved the conflict between Scáthach and her sister, and even helped Gilgamesh. Asher originally thought he would continue adventuring like this. Until one day, he was summoned by the Holy Grail. Looking at this group of old acquaintances in front of him, Asher awkwardly waved his hand and said, "Hello everyone..." Artoria smiled and raised the holy spear in her hand high "Shine at the End of the World, Rhongomyniad!" ... THIS IS A TRANSLATION! Copyright disclaimer: I do NOT own anime nor any character or works featured in the fan-fiction. No copyright infringement intended.

"Are you my knight?" the silver-haired boy asked, smiling at the blonde girl before him. This was their meeting when they were ten years old. "Are you my bride?" Gently embracing the blonde girl, his companion for ten years, the boy questioned yet affirmed. This was the story of eighteen. "Are you my king?" Half-kneeling at the throne, he looked up and smiled at the girl holding the Sword of Victory. The boy's smile was the same as the boy's ten years ago. "I can be without eyes, but you, and all of Camelot, cannot be without eyes." With a smile, he forever gave his eyes to the girl, who had lost them due to the red dragon's curse. The boy had no regrets. This was twenty-five years of happiness. "So, Arthur? Pen? Dragon? Artoria, King of Knights, young lady, will you... walk with me for life?" Smiling, he extended his hand to the girl, and the silver-haired boy asked the same question two thousand five hundred years later. This was a bond that had lasted two thousand five hundred years.

The night at the Lockwood estate was thick with the scent of jasmine and the unspoken weight of a hundred years. I stood on the balcony, the music from the ballroom fading into a haunting hum, and for a moment, the world felt still. Then, the air changed. Silas stepped out of the shadows, his presence a cooling balm to the fever of the evening. When he looked at me, it wasn’t just my face he saw—it was my soul, the broken parts I had tried so hard to hide. He reached out, his hand hovering near mine, hesitant, as if I were a fragile dream he was afraid to wake from. "You look like a memory," he whispered, his emerald eyes bright with a sorrow that mirrored my own. "But you feel like the future. I’ve spent a century in the dark, Lyra, just waiting for a light I didn't believe existed until I saw you." His touch was a soft frost, a promise of protection, a love that wanted to mend the cracks in my heart. For a heartbeat, I believed in miracles. I believed I could be more than the girl who survived the bridge. But then, a shadow cut through the moonlight. Jax was leaning against the stone railing, a glass of amber liquid in his hand and a smirk that felt like a blade. He didn't look at me with reverence; he looked at me with a hunger that made my blood sing in terror and desire. He stepped into my space, displacing the peace Silas had brought, smelling of woodsmoke and a dangerous, beautiful ruin. "Don't listen to him, little bird," Jax drawled, his blue eyes raking over me with a lethal intensity. "He wants to worship you in a cathedral of lies. I want to show you the truth. My brother loves the saint he thinks you are. I love the chaos I know is hidden beneath that pretty skin." He leaned down, his breath warm against my ear, a stark contrast to Silas’s chill. "He’ll catch your fall, Lyra. But I’m the one who will teach you how to fly in the dark." I stood between them—the moon and the storm. One offered a sanctuary built on secrets; the other offered a throne built on blood. And as I looked from the emerald gaze of the man who wanted to save me to the icy stare of the man who wanted to claim me, I realized the terrifying truth. I didn't just look like the woman who destroyed them. I was the spark that would finally set their world on fire. In the shadow of Mystic Ridge, the hunt for a heart has begun. One love will crown her. The other will bleed her dry.

Getting isekai’d was supposed to be the fun part. You wake up, you get the cheat skills, you build a harem, and you rule the world. Standard procedure, right? Wrong. Waking up as Rimuru Tempest, and with the Great Sage and a slime body, seemed like a winning lottery ticket. I was just getting the hang of it and sorting things out in my mind and the scenery surrounding me. But before I could do that, five minutes after my arrival, I took a high-caliber sniper round to the head.

One fall pulls June into a frozen beast world ruled by instincts, blood, and ancient laws. Bound to a black panther who shelters her, pursued by a silver wolf who claims her as his mate, and discovered by a horned being trapped between worlds, June learns a terrifying truth—she is the door itself. To return home, she must modernize a savage land and then choose who crosses the threshold with her. But when June brings the beastmen into the human world, the danger doesn’t end—it evolves. Instincts clash with civilization, bonds turn possessive, and love becomes something far darker than survival. Two worlds. Four beasts. One woman who changes everything. A dark transmigration romance where monsters don’t stay in the wild.

Bred to be humanity’s Messiah. Betrayed into becoming its greatest Demon. Kai Stormborn died after exacting revenge. But death could not claim him. Reborn in the Primordial Tower. A battleground where Chaos and Order wage war. And Kai? He is neither. He is something far worse, carrying a Glitch — a forbidden anomaly that lets him devour magical creatures, assimilate their abilities, and evolve. To ascend beyond mortality, Kai must consume worlds, crush their champions, and rewrite their fates. He bends the Harry Potter timeline to his will. He manipulates the Great Houses of Game of Thrones like pawns. He fuses the very realities of Demon Slayer, Bleach, and more into his domain. His Breathing Style warps the laws of Reality Marbles. His mind becomes an Artificial Intelligence. His spirit wields the Will of D. Dumbledore fears him. The Akatsuki hunt him. The Gotei 13, the Warlords, the Jedi—all have stood in his way. All have fallen. Kai no longer walks as a mere Contestant—he is ascending into something Eldritch. Corpses stack like monuments in his wake and Timelines fracture as he upends the lores of the worlds. He does not follow Chaos. He does not obey Order. He bends Reality to his will. This is not a story of redemption. It is the legend of a demonic being who rewrote the rules of existence itself. But can you stomach what comes next? *************** No Harem. You can also try my new fanfic: Dr Blessed - In MHA With Lord Of Mysteries System, to read about Luke who has a Quirk to bestow Quirks upon others, along with Beyonder-powers from three Pathways! *************** For Patre0n and Discord links, check out Demonic Resurrection novel's synopsis. Disclaimer: Other than my OCs, I don’t own any character

Shirou Emiya. A name that holds considerable weight in the many timelines where he exists. A weight that he has come to know about through a set of bizarre circumstances. But now, when faced with the truth that the world he lives in is not so simple as he was always led to believe, how will he face the world of devils, dragons, and sacred gears? With a sword, of course.

Second book , continues Brandon's and Nitikas story and Brandon's baby sister Brinley and her feelings for Jaxson best friend of Brandon's. Is Brinleys feelings for Jaxon real or just a crush. Is Brinley in for a Heartache or a happy ending . Will Jaxson or can Jaxson return her feelings or does he see Brinleys just as, his best friends little sister . Read to find out what happens.