Some stories don’t end with love. Some hearts never heal. And some people love so deeply, it becomes fatal. Ayla Wilson loved Silas Williams for twelve years. For twelve years, he never looked back. She never asked to be chosen, only to stay close. Her love was quiet, invisible, and consuming. She learned how to exist in his shadow without touching his life, how to survive on distance without hope. Until the night she ran. A wedding gown soaked in rain. A locked door. A father who sold her future without remorse. With nowhere left to go, Ayla chose the one place she never should have, Silas. But the man she returned to was no longer a distant memory. He was controlled, restrained, devastatingly silent. He let her stay. He protected her. He never promised love. A marriage formed without desire. A home built on unspoken care. A devotion that grew deeper in silence, until one loss shattered everything. And Ayla learned that "loving someone who cannot say it back can destroy you just as completely as being abandoned." Silas Williams was never cruel. That was his greatest mistake. He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t abandon her. He didn’t betray her love. He simply believed that staying was enough. Silas protected Ayla in the only ways he knew quietly, responsibly, without asking for anything in return. He gave her shelter, stability, and a place beside him. He believed love was something proven through actions, not words. He never realized that silence can wound deeper than rejection. He never understood that for someone like Ayla, love needed to be seen, spoken, and held before it was too late. And when everything finally broke, Silas learned the cruelest truth of all: "You can do nothing wrong and still lose everything." Redemption did not come with grand gestures. It came with regret. With absence. With learning how to love someone who no longer belonged to him. Cause some realizations arrive only after love is gone. And some men spend the rest of their lives chasing the damage they never meant to cause.

Dark Romance! She went to the club to forget. He went there to lose control. One night behind masks, one reckless, burning mistake, and they became each other’s secret sin. When the semester begins, Isabella’s world shatters. The stranger from that night stands at the front of her lecture hall, his voice steady, his gaze cutting straight through her. “Look at me, Isabella,” he murmured, low enough that only she could hear. “Pretend you don’t remember,” she whispered back. His smile was dark, merciless. “Oh, I remember every second.” He’s her professor now, untouchable, forbidden. But obsession doesn’t fade. It festers. And some lessons are learned in whispers, between heartbeats, where no rules exist. She was his student. His sin. His obsession. - Professor × Student (Forbidden love) - Age Gap - One Night Stand → Secret Connection - Obsessive Love - Enemies to Lovers Evolution - Possessive Male Lead

[A sequel to The F-Class Healer Omega is a Villain] In the city of Seoul, nothing had truly changed since the last surge of gates—at least, not after the last high energy levels had stablized. The country had settled into peace and harmony, guarded by an even stronger awakener… until the moment he became pregnant. Two months into his pregnancy, that stability shattered. S-Class gates erupted across the country in an unprecedented stream, swallowing cities in panic and destruction. But these gates themselves weren’t the most troubling part. The one who triggered them—undeniably an S+ Class awakener—had vanished without a trace. Gone. Offline. Watching the country burn from the shadows, planning something far more dangerous. With the nation on the brink, the Central Bureau for Awakeners had no choice. They assigned the task of hunting down this mysterious new S+ Class to the strongest hunter in the country. And who is the strongest hunter, you ask? Of course… it’s me.

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.

"Do you have any idea, how hard it is for all three of us to pretend we don't want you?" ---- One bite sentenced her to a fate worse than death. Lilian is dragged into the hidden world of vampires after a rogue marks her for death, rescued by the three vampire princes. But the transformation went wrong. Now she is faced with their obsessions to be her bonds, and the reality of her hybrid blood. Because once she accepts them... There will be no turning back.

[Warning] This story contains mature themes including dark romance, obsession, power play, and elements of BDSM. Expect emotional manipulation, shame dynamics, and unconventional relationships. Reader discretion is advised. If there was one person Evangeline Hidalgo would kill,it would be Vincenzo Del Toro. But for the sake of her purity,she knew the only weapon she could possess should not have his blood on them--his tears would make a good substitute. *** Obsession is a damning fate and Vincenzo willingly walks towards it. From his expensive purchase of his bride to the sickening need to possess every breathing inch of her-Vincenzo finds himself in a one man cult.

I died, and then lived again. Crossing into a dead man. A strange man saved me, and he said his name was Ging. Ging Freecss. Strange name. He said he killed me and watched me come back to life. ... So the question is, what now? The original body died with the so-called postmortem, and I was able to develop my own abilities through it. -------- 1 Review= 1 Chapters

Transmigrating into Naruto, Minato Namikaze? Dying from the Nine-Tails' rampage in the future? Minato declares, "I absolutely refuse to accept this future!" Thus, the sun descends upon the Land of Fire, and Susanoo dons the Great Buddha! There's no time to mourn Obito; now appears the young Minato, possessing the power of all things in the universe, the Glint-Glint Fruit, and intimate knowledge of the plot! —From *The Eternal Sister's Memoirs*— "I'll reiterate, the key to the Yellow Flash is the flash!" "Wood Release isn't just for binding, and Sharingan abilities aren't just hypnosis. My abilities have always been serious!" "Ashura and Indra are brothers, so isn't it reasonable for Naruto and Sasuke to be brothers too?" "I don't show mercy everywhere; I'm just bad at saying no." "I accept being called a hypocrite, after all, nobody's perfect, even the sun has sunspots, but I don't accept being called a hypocrite!" "This..."

In an era of giant warships, size is everything. For Vance, it was his death sentence. Betrayed and hunted across the galaxy for a treasure he couldn't control, Vance died in the cold vacuum of space. But death was only the beginning. He is back. Ten years into the past, armed with the ultimate cheat: The Warship Auxiliary System. [Scan Initiated: All hidden flaws and legendary ores located.] [Source Points Doubled: Power leveling at 100x speed.] [Trait Selection: Randomness is for the weak; I choose my own destiny.] From a lowly miner on a backwater planet to the Commander of a galaxy-crushing fleet, Vance will no longer be the prey. This time, he is the apex predator. The legend of the star-devouring warship starts now. But in the deep void, something ancient is watching... and it’s hungry.

Transmigrating into the Dragon Ball world, Ken became a Saiyan on Planet Vegeta. At the start, he traded a single “technologically enhanced” starch sausage for a simplified version of Ultra Instinct from Whis—only to unexpectedly cultivate the power of an Angel. From then on, Ken worked tirelessly toward becoming an Angel. Years later… At the 88th regular meeting of all the Gods of Destruction, Supreme Kais, and trainee Angels across the universe, everyone was seated around the same table. Beerus suddenly stood up. Beerus: “Ken, stand up for a second.” Ken: “???” Beerus: “Just stand up real quick, it’ll be fine.” Ken rose, puzzled. Beerus: “What I wanted to say is—everyone here is trash!” Ken: “Sit down, Beerus, I want to play too.” Beerus: “You’re an Angel—how can you have no sense of martial ethics?” ---------------------------- Tags will be updated as I progress through the translation. Raw: 龙珠：赛亚人的我终成天使.

Note : This is not re-upload of Anime Card system this one is a different fic. A hundred and fifty years ago, dimensional Rifts tore open across the globe during the Civil War era. A Union sergeant at Gettysburg stumbled into a Rift and emerged with humanity's first card — a weapon that reshaped civilization forever. Now, every person on Earth awakens the Card Master System on their eighteenth birthday, gaining the ability to create and summon cards that bring fictional characters, items, and creatures to life. Ethan Cole is a 30-something freelance concept artist who dies from overwork and wakes up in the body of a 19-year-old sophomore at Bayshore Tech — a card-making university in the coastal city of Bayshore. The original Ethan was a quiet, grief-stricken kid whose parents died two years ago, leaving him a small house and a pension.

This fic is basically: Ryou(MC) marries Keqing, after that, he awakens a weird buff system, the "Darkened Mode": different body parts enter this “darkened mode" for a limited time and multiply their efficiency. Brain buff = he gets way smarter for a while, eyes buff = insane vision, etc. Also, the organs have "personalities". They can “talk,” so there are a lot of inner monologue between Ryou and his own body parts. The not-so-fun part (for Keqing) is that some buffs make Ryou go wild at night, and Keqing can’t keep up. She gets exhausted to the point she starts skipping work. That’s when she starts seriously thinking: maybe she should invite someone else into the relationship to share the "suffering"… and she sets her sights on Ganyu. The fanfic can be cringe at times, so I highly recommend turning your brain off and just enjoy the ride. Also, quick personal note: I’ve wanted to translate a fic where Keqing is actually important and gets a lot of screen time, so that’s a big reason I picked this one. Happy reading!!

Reborn into 1990s Hollywood, Aaron Anderson becomes an assistant agent at CAA. Becoming a top agent seems like an impossible dream… But step by step, he witnesses the golden age of Hollywood—when America dominated global entertainment. And at the very peak of this world, there could only be one king. Money, power, endless ambition—Hollywood, Wall Street, and the glamorous chaos of Beverly Hills collide in a dazzling storm. This is the story of the star-studded European and American entertainment industry of the 1990s… (and yes, countless beautiful stars along the way). Unlock exclusive access to advanced chapters: patreon.com/A_divin5 This is a Translation.

A modern US soldier and his batallion die immediately when flying to a rapid mobilization order in Iraq. The Goddess Triamal saves the batallion and offers them a tantalizing offer: Live a second time with a chance for redemption, or die and return to Earth. Most take the offer, going to war against a world. The age old question: "can a modern army unit win against an entire world" is on display here. *Disclaimers* There is no harem in here. There is a single FMC, and that will never change. Yes, there will be romance, and no the MC is not a spineless wimp who doesn't know how to treat women. This is not a "guy gains a system, and speed blitzes everything" story, there are stakes, there will be death, and the pacing may slow at times. I may get a few things wrong from time to time about how a battalion moves. Feel free to tell me when/if that happens. This is not a story about "conquering another world because a portal showed up." No, this is "we are fighting an entire world for our second chance at life" Chapter updates: Monday through Thursday I will release between 2-4 chapters. Fridays through Sundays will be 1-2 chapters. (i work weekends)

This isn't your average Sunday sermon. When the sun sets in this America, the real monsters come out— Chainsaw-wielding hillbillies, wax museums that never existed, cursed cabins in the woods, clown cults, dream demons, haunted dolls, and unclassified anomalies prowl the shadows... And right in the middle of it? Gideon Black, who woke up one day as a priest—armed with a divine leveling system. Now, he blesses suburban homes, exorcises demonic squatters, and offers life coaching to emotionally exhausted ghosts. With skills like: [Soul Insight] – spot a demon’s weak point before it spots you. [Psychological Counseling] – because even monsters need therapy. [Holy Water Blessing] – one drop of holy water, entire haunted house purified. [Gospel Hymn] – a church event so powerful even Hellhounds stay home. But Gideon is cautious—too cautious. He doesn’t fight unless the odds are stacked in his favor. He double-checks the salt lines, proofreads his holy verses, and once quarantined a cursed toaster just in case. When the Apocalypse finally arrives? Satan: "This guy solo'd my dungeon and left a Yelp review." Fallen Angel: "Even I pray to him when I get scared." Cthulhu: "@！？xx(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻" God slams the table: “You guys are weak—go train harder.” Unlock exclusive access to advanced chapters: patreon.com/A_divin5 Raw: 这个神父很强却过 分谨慎

Rowan Blackwood just wants to survive the night shift at The Hollow Crown diner. She's got £34k in student debt, a lease she can barely afford, and a strict policy of not asking questions about the regulars. Then Caelan Vane sits down at table four and orders nothing. He's been coming for three weeks. He never eats. And somehow, Ro can't look away. When she discovers the diner sits on a ley line crossing — and that she's just inherited the role of Keeper binding the fae courts to an ancient truce — her carefully boring life is over. The fae are real. The threat is escalating. And the infuriating, cryptic man who won't use contractions might be the only one who can help her survive it. If she can stop wanting to throw him out first.

80% of the population has a super power known as a quirk. 20% of the population lacks a quirk. Izumi Midoriya is part of the 20%. Or at least, that's what everyone has believed since she was four. After her family throws her away, she realizes the truth. She's a dragon. (Stupid cover rules. Had to cover her thighs with a marker tool to make it 'appropriate'.) Obviously I don't own the my hero academia franchise. I do own the art for the cover though. p atreon/Nartleb2 for advanced chapters and artwork.

When the world blinks for a single second, most people forget it ever happened. Elior Vale doesn’t. In a city that pretends nothing is wrong, a hidden system watches silently, enforcing rules no one understands. Some notice glitches. Some only feel them. And some were never meant to notice at all. As awareness becomes a curse, Elior must navigate paranoia, mystery, and unseen dangers while Lyra, the girl who observes too much, walks dangerously close to the truth. In a world where survival depends on silence, the smallest mistake could be the last.

Warning before reading: This novel is based on the author's imagination and the story of The Finals. There may be some plot errors and some real people appear in the story. I do not intend to use their reputations And there is no intention to use it for commercial purposes, but rather want to promote them. If there are any mistakes, I apologize. I have two rules if you want to adapt this story (I might add more later): 1. This novel is non-profit and uses real people. I haven't asked permission from some of them, so absolutely no profit is allowed. 2. You must ask the author before adapting this story into anything else. Do not make arbitrary changes that don't match the original storyline of "The Finals". this is Sci-fi, Fantasy, Romantic,Slice of life fanfic It's a story about a group of contestants in the world's biggest game, The Finals, who have to face the hidden secrets behind the game.

Solaris-3 is a world ravaged by otherworldly disasters, collectively known as the Lament. For the past 10,000 years, the planet has endured the onslaught of the Lament and its creations. But humanity continues to persist, and leading them; the Immortal and Mighty Rover, a man, a hero, who had transcended all human limits and had disappeared and reappeared throughout different eras across Sol-3. Having failed to fully defeat the Lament countless times in the past and carrying many regrets, the ever persistent Rover reappears once again in the current era to save humanity. But this time, with a different, more lustful approach, licking his life as he wills, claiming any woman he wants... Shame and sorrow be damned. Time for the rise of the harem God! -------------------------------------------------------------- Hello. I am the author of this vain fanfic. As a fan and day-1 player of the popular gacha game, Wuthering Waves, I wanted to write this fic. Wuwa has a great story, world and characters, but my complaint with it is the same as my complaint for every such gacha or even anime. Where the female characters fawn over the protagonist, whether boldly or subtely, but he never reciprocates or even acknowledges them. In this fic, I have basically reimagined the world of Wuwa as a hentai game, where things will largely remain the same as the original game’s story, but the protagonist, Rover, will reciprocate the feelings of all the female characters. He will not be a passive character, rather in many cases, he will the one to make advances, romantic or otherwise. There will be a lot of sex, blood and gore. There will also be character crossovers from other gamesz anime and franchises, all integrated into the world, story and lore of wuwa. This is undoubtedly and unapologetically a wish fulfillment, self insert and erotic fic. The story is not to be taken seriously, rather to be casually read and enjoyed at your own pace. Also, though I did say things will largely remain the same, in actuality there will be some differences, big and small, in the story, lore as well as the personalities of some characters, primarily the Rover himself. again, don’t take this story too seriously, then you may even like it despite my abhorrent writing ability. Also, please don’t forget to leave any reviews, whether praise or criticism. While this fic isn’t anything serious, it's always nice to have others evaluate your ideas and to engage with people who enjoy the same media as you. Thank you for your time and patience. **Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fanfiction, made out of love and appreciation towards Wuthering Waves. Its a novel written purely for fun and enjoyment, not for any profit or monetary reasons. Wuthering Waves is the property of Kuro Games, I don’t own shit**

Some loves defy the gods. Some curses last forever. For a thousand years, Giana has loved the same man across countless lifetimes—watching him die and be reborn, again and again, never once remembering her face. She was a mortal girl who climbed a sacred mountain and found a king. He was the Linchpin, the immortal who held back the darkness between worlds. When he made her immortal to save her, the gods punished them both: he would be reborn endlessly, his memory erased each time, while she would remain—the sole keeper of a love story he would never remember. Until now. Kaelen Vance is a billionaire CEO haunted by nightmares he cannot explain: mountains, snow, a woman with ancient eyes reaching for him—deaths that feel more real than his own life. Then he sees her. Across a crowded coffee shop, their eyes lock. And for the first time in a thousand years, something in him knows her too. She knows him. She has always known him. But their awakening has not gone unnoticed. The darkness the King once held at bay is stirring, drawn to the fracture in the curse like wolves to blood. Ancient evils are waking. They remember what he forgot. And they will not let him remember. Now Giana must help Kaelen reclaim his truth before the shadows consume them both. But the past is a blade. Every memory cuts—every death, every goodbye, every moment she held his hand as he slipped away. A CEO who trusts logic, data, control. Now he must trust her. Must trust that the visions flooding his mind are not madness, but memory. Must accept that he loved her across centuries—and that the walls he built were never to keep others out, but to keep the truth buried. A love that outlasted the gods. A curse designed to break them. A darkness that remembers. They have found each other again. But in a world where memories are weapons and shadows are hungry, finding each other is only the beginning. And this time, they will fight together and damn the gods.

Vaut was a Normal High School student before he found his family dead, killed by a godlike entity called the Curse. Plunged into the hidden world of mages, he fights with all his might to keep such tragedy's from befalling himself again, but the curse fights harder trying to rip away anything he loves.

Time Magazine once gave this review of a man: "Mr. Yang is a great inventor. The products he created changed how hundreds of millions live, work, and travel." "At the same time, his inventions created millions of jobs and made outstanding contributions to regional economies." ... Never would he have imagined—Yang Wendong, already a successful entrepreneur, would accidentally travel back to the 1950s. Given a second chance, he would once again rise from nothing, climb to the peak of this era, and build a century-spanning Chinese family empire. Friends, if you want to read chapters in advance, subscribe to my patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/johanssen10

Aaron was the perfect stereotype of the bedroom-dwelling otaku gamer. He’d played practically every game out there and binged movies and series like a machine. Naturally, that made him the prime candidate to become the Multiverse's video game creator! Ahem... let’s rewind for a second, please. Right now, I’m facing a bit of a blunder… Aaron, the poor kid, is dead. And it’s probably my fault. Well, no, it was all part of the plan, of course! How could I—the almighty and magnificent Creator of all things—ever make a mistake? Yes, that’s it: I specifically brought the soul of dear Aaron here to entrust him with a mission of the utmost importance: creating video games across the Multiverse! (A bit of a shaky premise with no real goal, you might say? Well, yeah, I just made that up on the spot. No one can ever find out that I sneezed and accidentally caused poor Aaron’s death—my legendary dignity is at stake here.) PS: The story might feel a lot like "Marvel Game Maker" at first. That’s normal, I took some inspiration from it, but don't worry—the plot will head in its own direction very quickly, especially regarding the games developed and the worlds visited. I’m looking forward to your feedback, positive or negative, and above all, I hope you have a great time reading my story. Starting World: MARVEL Starting Game: League of Legends https://www.patreon.com/c/azarode7 Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, stories, or universes mentioned in this fanfiction (Marvel, League of Legends, John Wick, Naruto, etc.). All rights belong to their respective owners. This story is for entertainment purposes only. I only own my original character (Aaron) and the specific plot of this story.

【Sports-Style Lunchbox】Ling: Doesn’t anyone feel like the nicknames in this group are kind of weird? 【Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste】Kafka: Not at all. Everyone’s nicknames are really cute. 【Standard Lunchbox】Sakiko: Weird? I think they’re pretty normal. 【Roasted Eggplant】Mash: I’ve wanted to say this forever! Mine doesn’t sound nice at all! 【Giant Daifuku】Tsunade: Nicknames don’t matter. Who cares? 【Group Owner】: Ahem! Here’s the thing—we’re a foodie chat group, so everyone’s nickname is randomly assigned from foods and tableware. 【Sports-Style Lunchbox】Ling: Random, huh? 【suspicious.gif】 【Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste】Kafka: Put that on hold—the Milky Way’s gone into another Bad End. Boss, hurry up and cosplay the Last King.

In a world where supernatural Awakening dictates status, power, and worth, West Einstein is nobody. At eighteen, he’s a Tier 0—unawakened, invisible, and easily discarded. In a city ruled from the shadows by gangs, factions, and mafia families with supernatural bloodlines, Tier 1 awakeners are treated like future kings, while people like West exist purely as background. That truth becomes brutally clear when West’s girlfriend publicly abandons him for Caleb Rourke, a newly awakened Tier 1 backed by a street gang. Humiliated in front of the entire school, West learns a lesson the city enforces without mercy: power decides everything... love included. That same night, something awakens within him. ~ The Cuckhold System ~ A ruthless system that offers West a way to climb the hierarchy by doing to others what was done to him. By targeting men who believe their relationships are secure and becoming the replacement, West earns Cuck Points, a currency that allows him to grow stronger, unlock abilities, and even awaken as a Tier 1. Failure means losing the system forever. Success means power. As West navigates high school, part-time work at a café, and a city on the brink of chaos due to newly discovered supernatural ruins, he begins to see the world differently. Gangs extort openly. Police bow instead of enforce. Supernatural ruins spark violent competition. Morality bends beneath ambition. What starts as reluctant participation soon becomes strategy. --------- NB: MC never gets NTRd after acquiring the system. He is the one who NTR others. 700 Powerstones Weekly = 2 Bonus Chapters 200 Golden Tickets = 5 Chapters Mass Release 500 Golden Tickets = 10 Chapters Mass Release Dragon Gift = 1 Bonus Chapter Castle Gift = 2 Bonus Chapters

What happens when luck isn't on your side? When your destiny is filled with death and betrayal? In Adrian's case, what happened was beyond his expectations—it was transmigration after his death. And not just any transmigration, but one where he becomes The Deep, equipped with a Devil Fruit. Will the new Deep find a better life in the deceitful world of superheroes, or will his cursed destiny follow him even into this new world?

Some are reincarnated as the shining, pure character known as the hero of the story. Others find themselves as secondary, unknown characters, carrying no weight in the flow of events. And then there are those who are reborn as villains… villains meant to be struck down, forming the very foundation of the hero’s growth. As for me? I was neither a hero, nor an ordinary villain. I was merely a cursed soul, reborn as an experiment within an organization that worships an unknown entity. Am I just a third-rate villain? … I wished it were so. Because the truth is far worse. I am the character who appeared in the very first scene of the game, even before the hero made his entrance. I am… the Vessel. Discord: https://discord.gg/jpYJpHdMmn

Yoriichi Tsugikuni transmigrates into the world of pirates for a second time, rising to become the One Piece world’s ultimate one-sword superhuman! “What do you take life for?!” … With a single slash, Akainu falls. With a single slash, Shanks falls. Gods may avoid me, but I never retreat — I stand above even the gods! … Completed works include Slam Dunk: Core Player and I Came to the Ninja World Carrying Lightning. Currently serializing with over a million views: Slam Dunk: My Shohoku Study Abroad Life.