Dustborn

On a rainy afternoon, Eli meets Mira — a bright, art-loving girl with a yellow umbrella and a heart that feels like home. What starts as a small act of kindness at a bus stop turns into a quiet, unforgettable love. But when life separates them, time and distance wash their promises away. Years later, the rain brings them together once more — older, quieter, yet still bound by the storm that started it all. Some people say love fades with time. But sometimes… it only waits for the rain.

Su Bai has a 99% win rate. Nobody asks about the 1%. Not anymore. The last person who asked is currently serving four years for contempt, fraud, and a third charge that Su Bai invented on the spot and somehow made stick. He transmigrates into a parallel world on a Wednesday. By Friday he has won two cases. By the following Monday, his opposing counsel from the first case has been disbarred, his opposing counsel from the second case is under investigation, and the judge from both cases is in a holding cell thinking very hard about his life choices. Su Bai did not plan any of this. It simply kept being the logical next step. ~~~ "I strongly advise you to restrain yourself." Su Bai looks up from his notes. "From what, specifically?" The judge opens his mouth. Closes it. Opens it again — the universal expression of a man realizing, too late, that he has made a terrible mistake. That judge is in prison now. ~~~ There is an unspoken rule, passed between lawyers the way people pass warnings about bad weather — quietly, seriously, with the tone of someone who learned the hard way: If Su Bai is opposing counsel, settle. If you can't settle, flee. If you can't flee, at least update your will. Schedule: Saturday, Sunday

Too fat? Lose it. Bad haircut? Replace it. Can't dress? Figure it out. No stamina? Breathe more. Skin's a mess? Wash it. No discipline? Borrow some. No plan? Make one. No money? Earn it. No skills? Acquire them. System: You change. I pay. Later— I looked back. Everything was different. Nothing felt surprising. They called it "male god." I called it… expected.

She was made of stitched silence. And once-not for once-a man's hollow voice never left his shadow. Arora Emersyn-believes her nightmares are fiction. But fiction doesn't leave bruises in your soul. Ranyald Alsrio-is no savior. He lives in the cracks of the world; where monsters wear ties and justice isn't legal. And fate, cruel and exact brings her into his world. Fragile, forgotten still stained in ways she can't see. She was his unfinished chapter. He was her buried truth. In a love laced with secrets, sins, and second chances, will their reverie remain a dream-or bloom into something far more dangerous?

An ordinary cultivator - that was the best way to describe Zhao Yunxiao. Be it in terms of strength or talent, he had always been in the middle of the pack, neither excelling nor falling behind. However, he did not really think badly of his current situation. Some people were destined to become the stars in the skies, while some people were born to be like the rocks on the ground. The stars might be dazzling, but the rocks supported the earth itself. Both of them were necessary in order to maintain the balance of this world. As someone ordinary, Zhao Yunxiao did his best to live his ordinary life to the fullest. He was careful and meticulous, doing his best to make sure he understands everything fully instead of jumping into doing things. He knew his limits and did not dream of anything out of reach. Instead, all he wished for was to live a life of freedom. But one day, he realised that something seemed to be amiss. Perhaps he was mistaken all along. Perhaps even the rocks on the ground had their chance to shine under the right circumstances, even if only for the slightest of moments. This is the tale of an ordinary cultivator... until he was no longer ordinary. *** This story will be written for leisure and thus not be locked, but if you are feeling generous and wish to show your appreciation in monetary terms... https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/SweatingCloud

"If you could turn back time in order to save everybody, even if you would be forgotten by the world would you still do it?" "Yes, I owe it to them to at least try." ... The world has ended. Only a single survivor is left. Seeing the ruins, Raymond in an impulsive decision chooses to reverse time. Sending the whole world 25 years into the past but in the process gets stuck inside the world he wrote a novel about! With the world soon about to face a calamity, all I want is to go back home and enjoy a calm peaceful life... So why have I become the shadow of my favorite character and is now forced to obey her every command? Money? Fame? Who cares about that when the demon king is arriving soon! I just want to live a comfortable life! ------------------------------------------ A/N: I just write this novel for fun. This is my first serious try at writing so don't expect any amazing action scenes or jaw dropping reveals. I just want this to be a relatively light hearted and fun to read novel.More slice of life then action

After dying a meaningless death, Han Joon-woo, a 29-year-old corporate slave, wakes up in the body of Kang Ji-hoon the silent, ignored second son of one of Korea’s most powerful chaebol families. In the original timeline, Ji-hoon dies young, betrayed by family, abandoned by love, and erased from history. But now, the man inside him knows the future. Armed with memories of stock crashes, business takeovers, hidden scandals, and broken romances, Ji-hoon begins to rewrite fate quietly. He doesn’t seek revenge. He seeks control. As wealth, power, and influence gather around him, the people who once looked down on him begin to notice especially the woman who was never meant to fall in love with him. In a world of luxury, lies, and desire, can a reborn man truly change his ending? A slow-burn romance. A realistic rise to power. A second life worth living.

As spiritual energy returns to the world, a global awakening begins. Countless people begin to awaken supernatural abilities, nourished by the surge of mystical power. Interestingly, most people believe they alone are the only ones to have awakened their powers. But in the midst of this phenomenon, Brandon White—who had just awakened his own ability—suddenly finds himself added to a mysterious group chat that connects countless worlds across the multiverse. While other awakened individuals react with excitement, secrecy, revitalized energy, or newfound confidence… Brandon muses: “Is it possible—just possible—that I’m actually the main character here?”

Apocalypse descended, and humans were given a game-like system to defend themselves. At the age of 18, every teenager underwent an awakening ceremony—a chance to gain a class and access the First Sanctuary, where lives became currency and power was earned through blood. Moon appeared to be a failure. Branded as a Null during his awakening ceremony, he was abandoned by his girlfriend and cast aside by society as worthless and powerless. But fate had other plans. Moon awakened not one, but two unprecedented abilities that defied the world's understanding. ...... [Talent: Grim Reaper - Gain 5x lives from every kill] [Class: Classless - Whilst everyone is tied to a class from their birth, you are free from the restrictions of the system. You are able to learn any skill from any class based on your comprehension or from fruitful encounters.] ...... With the power to master any class and a talent that turned every kill into exponential strength, Moon set out from the bottom to prove the world wrong. In the First Sanctuary, where only the strongest survive, Moon would carve his path with blood and determination. Ascending from a worthless null to an existence beyond legend. Tags: #Awakening #Evolution Discord: https://discord.gg/bjNJ3V8wDV