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Ghost Exorciser: The Oust Fake Heiress Strikes

Ghost portals opened all across the world, and getting possessed seemed as common as catching a fever. As such, humanity was forced to live in safe zones that were steadily shrinking day by day. Yet to Lana, nothing was new. She was reborn on the day when the true daughter of the Almond family returned. She watched as Brenda, her murderer from the past life, was pampered by the Almond siblings. “Lana, you should know your place and leave.” Eldest Young Almond ordered with glacial disdain. “A wretch like you never belonged to the Almond Family. Pitiful mutt.” Second Young Master Almond chuckled, his venom-laced words resounding, “And if possible, stop comparing yourself to Brenda. She is a rare awakened Dream Warden, while you... sigh. Marry a beggar, and that would be the grandest achievement in your life.” “I always wondered why a dim-witted person like her ended up as our sister. Sigh... I am concerned that she might perish after being possessed by a roadside ghost.” The Third Young Master derided. For safety and peace, Lana left the Almond family and forged her own empire. Trash? She became a supreme Talisman Practitioner! Marry a beggar? The wealthy heirs in Brookvale lined up to wed her! Die in the hands of a roadside ghost? The specters in the ghost zones trembled upon hearing her name! Poor mutt? Heh! Her business empire earned her billions of dollars every single month! Even her past life’s moonlight was shamelessly flirting with her! Lana never thought that her past life's misery was orchestrated by a schemer, neither she thought that her luck was stolen away by the docile lovable daughter of the Almond family. In this life, she vowed to live a thriving life and protect her luck. She fought off ghosts haunting her world while fighting the mysterious forces. .......................................................................................... Extract “Mister, I feel a connection with you. Would you like to adopt me?” Lana fluttered her eyelashes while gazing at the handsome young man with lustrous black hair. Yet what intoxicated her the most was the radiant purple and gold aura around her past life’s moonlight! So delicious! She longed to devour him whole! “No.” His deep voice reverberated in Lana’s heart, making her freeze for a second. ‘Ah... sure enough... an untouchable flower like him... is out of my league!’ “However... I do need a silver cat.” His words were laced with ambiguity as he stared at her intently, “Especially the dauntless one that loves to sneak into my bed at night and claw my admirers.” Lana •silver cat•: “...” Ugh... no, it’s not me .....................................................................................
LittleRabbit1111 · 873.1k Views

The Curse of Valdemor

Reborn into a world ruled by curses, Elena awakens with no memory of her past life and a fragile existence in a kingdom where cursed humans are feared and hunted. A chance encounter with a charming stranger named Dante pulls her into a dangerous web of mysteries surrounding cursed individuals and forbidden power. But as fragments of her lost memories begin to resurface, Elena discovers a terrifying truth. The origin of the curse is tied to an ancient evil she once fought… and failed to destroy. Her search for answers leads her into the royal palace, where she begins working to uncover the truth behind the kingdom’s darkness. Only to realize too late that the man she came to trust as Dante… is actually the ruthless Prince of Valdemor, a man whispered to be a heartless killer. And worst of all, he may be the one person she was never meant to love. Excerpt She glanced at Dante, who was quietly staring at the distant horizon, as if the world itself had momentarily stopped demanding anything from him. “Can I ask you something?” Elena said softly. He turned at once. A faint smile touched his lips. “You can ask me anything,” Dante replied gently. “I would be happy to share whatever knowledge I have of this world with you.” Elena let out a quiet laugh under her breath. “Enough with your clever replies, Dante,” she said, shaking her head. “I’m not interested in the knowledge of this world…” Her gaze lingered on him for a moment longer than she intended. “I’m interested in you.” For a split second, Dante’s eyes widened. Then, just as quickly his expression broke into a slow, knowing smile. “Elena…” he called her name deliberately, almost teasingly. And it clicked. The meaning behind her words settled between them like a quiet trap. Her eyes widened. “You... don’t twist my words!” Too late. Dante let out a soft laugh, clearly enjoying her reaction. “You idiot,” she muttered, embarrassed, sending a light punch toward his arm. “Ow…” He rubbed the spot, feigning pain. “That was surprisingly violent.” Elena cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. “I meant… I want to know you,” she said more seriously this time. “Who you are. Where you came from. How you learned to fight like that. I know nothing about you, Dante… nothing except your name.” The playful air between them faded. Dante’s smile slowly disappeared. What replaced it was something Elena had never seen before. Quiet, heavy, and unreadable. “I understand your curiosity,” he said softly, “but I’m afraid I can’t satisfy it… not yet.” “Why?” she asked immediately. Silence lingered for a moment before he spoke again. “It’s complicated,” Dante said. Then, more firmly, “But I swear this on my life that I’m not here to hurt you.” Before she could react, he reached for her hand. His fingers closed gently around hers. Warm. Certain. Unmoving. Elena froze, her breath catching slightly. “I care about you, Elena,” he said, voice lower now. More serious. “More than I probably should.” His thumb moved slowly over the back of her hand, as though grounding himself in the moment. “And I’ll do everything I can to help you whenever you need it.” A faint pause. “Maybe soon…” he added, gaze softening, “you’ll figure out who I am.” His eyes met hers again. “You’re smart, Elena. Smarter than any girl I’ve ever met.” The air between them thickened, quiet and heavy, as if the world had stepped back to watch without breathing. Dante reached up slowly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. His touch lingered for a second too long. Neither of them moved away. His eyes stayed on hers. Too focused, too close, as if something unspoken was pulling him in. And for a moment, he couldn't resist...
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The Last Legendary Weapons Master: Rise of the strongest player

“Life is nothing but a cruel game… and we are its unwilling players.” — Ethan Heart --- After living a miserable life cornered from every direction, Ethan expected nothing good from the world anymore. He was a failure .. good at nothing. A burden. Treated like human trash by society. And yet… he was exceptional at one thing. Games. That single talent earned him a name as the owner of one of the most prominent games streaming channels in the scene. Sheltered within his safe space as a gaming addict, Ethan never imagined his life would be turned upside down— The moment he became the first person in history to finish the impossible game… Ordeal. A dark Souls-like RPG with brutal, unforgiving difficulty and a living world that punished players for every mistake. “I saw the ending to the game no one was able to clear. But, when I came to my senses, I was inside of the game” The story of Ordeal was one of despair. The Apocalypse descended. And the Night Lord shattered the Light into fragments. The Curse of Night spread across the world, corrupting all living things—twisting them into grotesque abominations known as Night Walkers, monsters that ravaged everything in their path. In this ruined world, a select group of humans awakened powers resembling game systems. To survive, they must slay monsters, absorb souls, and grow stronger in a merciless world that devours the weak. Ethan became the final summoned player. Forced to walk through Ordeal once again... This time not as a gamer… But as a participant. He must reach the ending that none before him could attain. “No matter how impossible it seems… I will conquer this game...!” Armed with complete knowledge of the world’s secrets, the instincts of a veteran player .. And the forbidden pact he forged with a Devil .. Ethan begins his journey. ... Join the Discord for character illustrations and more : discord: https://discord.gg/uNrXRgS3Xb
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NBA: Anger Control System

Yoo Sukmin- AKA 'You Suck Me.' Was just your average Korean-born, American-raised guy. A pencil pusher by day, NBA fanatic by night, his love for basketball was always from the sidelines. He couldn't dribble to save his life, but that didn’t stop him from yelling at the TV like a seasoned coach every time the Lakers choked a lead. But fate? Fate has a wicked sense of humor. One coffee-fueled all-nighter later, Sukmin nodded off at his desk… only to wake up not in his gray cubicle, but on a the year of 2002. Confused? Check. Underprepared? Absolutely. Physically capable? Not even close. Just as he’s about to pass out during the first drill, something unexpected happens: a screen flashes before his eyes. Welcome to the “Anger Control System.” The system grants him a unique ability: the more resentment, frustration, and sheer rage he provokes from his opponents on the court, the more points he earns. And with those points? He can buy skills. Real, pro-level basketball skills. Handles. Shooting. Defense. Everything he never had in his past life—now within reach. But there’s a catch: to get better, he has to be hated. So begins the chaotic rise of Sukmin—aka “Sukmin”—as the most irritating, foul-mouthed, trash-talking, ankle-breaking underdog the NBA never saw coming. He's not the biggest, or the fastest, or the most talented. But he's annoying enough to make seasoned pros want to fight him… and that’s exactly how he levels up. Can this former corporate nobody survive the high-stakes, ego-filled world of professional basketball, one pissed-off opponent at a time? One thing’s certain—he's here to make enemies, win games, and rewrite his story, one grudge at a time.
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Attack on Titan: “The Heirs of Eldia”

What would you do if you woke up in the world of a series you know by heart, but in the body of someone whose fate is destined to end in tragedy? After dying in his own world, a young man wakes up in the body of Eren Yeager, just after the fall of Shiganshina. The death of Carla, the disappearance of Grisha, and the memories of the original Eren reveal an undeniable truth: he has been transported into the world of *Attack on Titan* (*Shingeki no Kyojin*). At first, the situation feels like a nightmare. He is trapped in a child’s body, surrounded by monsters that devour humans, and burdened with two of the Nine Titans, along with the Curse of Ymir. Yet, he possesses something no one else has: knowledge of the events yet to come. He knows that the walls will not protect humanity forever. He knows that a world exists beyond them, where the inhabitants view Eldians as monsters that deserve to be wiped out. And he knows that, if things continue on their current path, Eren’s choices will lead to a catastrophe of unimaginable proportions. But knowing the future does not mean being able to control it. With five years to prepare before the Battle of Trost, and barely two before enlisting in the army, he must learn to survive, master the powers he has inherited, and find a way to ready Paradis for a war its people do not even know exists. It will be no simple task. Every change could trigger unforeseen consequences; every life he tries to save might alter fundamental events; and every decision will force him to ask himself just how far he is willing to go to protect those he cares about. Because this will not be just the story of Eren Yeager. It will be the story of those who inherit the weight of Eldia, those who dare to defy their destiny, and a world whose future has yet to be written. The fate of Eldia lies in his hands. Will he be able to change it before it’s too late? ---- (Disclaimer: None of the characters used in the story belong to me. Credits to their respective creators and authors.)
General_Supremo · 3.2k Views