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The Desert Kingdom would trade dreams slipping away like grains of sand for illusions that shimmered like mirages; and the Abyssal Realm wandered among shadows, yet drowned in the heart of the light. And he - the ruler of the Frozen Throne - would spread his dominion into mortal hearts and sow suffering there. As for me, I was a Tear Collector born from the echo of fate. I gathered weeping souls, touched their memories, and gently embraced their cold, hardened hearts. This is how the Realm of Tears was protected; it was sacred, unyielding, and merciless toward the lost.

For his whole life, Ethan had toiled away, following a conventional path. Wasn’t it simple? Study, get a job, marry, have kids, and live a normal life. But Ethan’s path was anything but conventional. Plagued with late-stage kidney failure and only days left to live, his wife tore away her facade and divorced him mercilessly, leaving him to fend for himself. Just as he was about to despair, a screen materialized in front of him. What? Sleeping with women will boost my lifespan and give me rewards? So be it. He would use this second chance to live his life to the fullest. But sleeping with women wouldn’t be easy… not until he got rid of one critical problem.

She has died eleven thousand times trying to cross the same fence. On the eleven thousand and thirteenth try, something bites her in the dark. She wakes up on the other side with a grey life bar, a stolen bag, and a System notification for a class that doesn't exist. Nara is Level 0. She is dead. She cannot earn EXP, cannot level, cannot register in any System that runs the world she is now walking through uninvited. What she can do is raise the dead.

Julian, an aimless college student suddenly finds himself in a place of infinite white called Nirvana. He discovers that this place can grant other people's wishes to which he receives a compensation. But things wouldn't be as face-valued as they seem as the role of the Gatekeeper is a lot more than Julian expects. TW: This story may delve to sensitive topics regarding trauma, abuse, self-harm, mental health problems, etc.

“Mommy!! Daddy’s new mate said she’s having a baby. Does that mean he won’t want us anymore?” little Colin cried, clinging to my legs. “Mommy! That rude lady said Daddy doesn’t love us.” my twin Amy whispered, her lips trembling. I looked up from my sobbing children at my Alpha King mate, who had come chasing after them once his so-called mate had hurt them. "She’s pregnant? You told me she was just a fling," I choked. "You and the kids will never lack luxury or comfort," he uttered, refusing to meet my gaze. So that was his excuse? That was his answer to cheating? “You’ve already lost me. Now you’ve lost your children too. We’ll live better without you, and one day you’ll regret losing us.” The moment I said it, his eyes finally met mine, they were wet too. "Alpha King Kash, I reject you!" I hissed. .. Iris thought she had the perfect mate until she caught her Alpha husband cheating. Heartbroken and pregnant, she ran away, hiding in the woods with her unborn pups. Years later, Iris returned to the werewolf world, not as a weak Luna, but as a mother and a woman determined to take her place. But her Alpha had already married his mistress. When he discovered that Iris had left with his children, rage and regret consumed him. Now torn between betrayal and love, Iris faced a choice: protect her babies and destroy the mate who broke her, or risk giving him a second chance.

Seven years ago, a world-shaking show captivated the entire globe, an unforgettable experience and a chance to become rich overnight. But all good things come to an end… and this game did, in a pool of blood, leaving only one scarred winner behind. Now, it's back, reborn under a new face, ready to change the world’s very perception of reality. Who are the shadowy investors behind it? Why bring the game back at all? Human nature is fragile. For the right price, we forget yesterday’s brother and sell our souls for survival. Are you ready to join a survival game where every nation is a contender… and only the strongest live to tell the tale?

I reincarnated as the aunt of the main villainess in a romantic otome game. Ever since I took on this role, my main goal has been to properly raise my niece so that she would not suffer the fate of her character in the original story. But... why has the world around me become so strange ever since I moved into this game? The love interests of the main heroine, who suddenly started hanging around me, even though they are supposed to be with the heroine! The main heroine, who suddenly said to me: "Aunt Grace is the best!" And finally, my niece, who was the main villain in the game, was definitely the strangest of all. "You promised that you would take care of me, didn't you? So how can you break your word now?" No, damn it, I was only trying to raise my villainess niece properly... so what is wrong with this strange world?!

“Six weeks pregnant.” Scarlett Stovall stared at the test report in silence. Before she could tell her husband, the Alpha, his phone rang. “Rebecca, what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice soft in a way it had never been for her. Then he stopped the car. “Get out.” He left his pregnant wife on the roadside in the dark to rush to another woman. That was the night Scarlett understood the truth. She was never loved. She was assigned. Two years ago, Ashton married her only to fulfill his dying grandfather’s last wish. Their bond was duty, not desire. His heart has always belonged to Rebecca, the fragile childhood friend who only needs to cry for him to come running. When Rebecca shows up in the rain and collapses in Scarlett’s home… carrying Ashton’s child… everything shatters. And when she falls down the stairs and whispers, “My child…” All eyes turn to Scarlett. Blame is easy. Especially when you were never chosen. Now, pregnant with the Alpha’s heir and ordered to take care of the woman who destroyed her marriage, Scarlett must decide: Should she keep fighting for a man who calls her unworthy? Or should she walk away… and take his legacy with her? Because this time, the child she carries is not just a mistake. It is power. And if the Alpha pushes her too far… He might lose everything.

Humanity has done it; the Milky Way is theirs, but as they prepare to go beyond its confines, they discover reality fraying at its seams as they have been chosen as a battlefield for a war that was never theirs to begin with.

In a universe where starships dominate and empires clash across countless galaxies, the Milky Way Galaxy stands larger and more dangerous than ever before. Ethan, an orphan reborn after a tragic death, awakens aboard the Argonaut—a Super-Class Dreadnought he once designed in the game Celestial Conquest. Chosen and brought to life by an unknown higher being, the ship is a masterpiece of unimaginable power, forged from mythical alloys and armed with weapons capable of devastating entire fleets. Bound to a mysterious system, Ethan must rise from a lone survivor to a force that can shape the fate of galaxies. As ancient threats awaken and invaders threaten to bring an end to the universe, he must fight—not just for power, but to protect those he lost once before. Can one man, even with the strongest ship ever created, stand against the end of everything?

Her husband had a dream to become the strongest Alpha and unite the Eastern regions. So for five years, Rena Mirel buried herself in research to create something that could make her husband's dream come true. Yet, just when success was within reach, Rena realised her entire life was nothing more than a lie. After discovering her marriage was nothing more than a carefully staged sham, she lost everything in one devastating blow. And the man she once called husband was preparing to marry another woman, as if their life together never existed. As though to him, she was simply disposable. To the world, she was foolish. But grief is a dangerous thing when it hardens into resolve. So when Rhys Carter, Rogue Billionaire, powerful, ruthless, and nothing like the weak man she once loved, shows interest in her research, she is faced with a choice. Stay broken… Or rise. This time, she’s not choosing a scumbag. She’s choosing power. And the Alpha she plans to pick does not lose.

My family sold me to a monster to settle their debts. The whole country knows the rumors. Nicholas Sterling is a hideous, reclusive beast who shuns the light, a man whose face was ruined in a fire and whose heart was twisted by cruelty. They say he buys beautiful things—especially women—just to break them. I was delivered to his cliffside manor with nothing but the clothes on my back and a heart full of dread, a sacrificial lamb to keep my sister alive. I expected a grotesque tyrant. I was not prepared for him. A man with the face of a fallen angel and the presence of a king. His eyes aren't cruel; they're haunted by a grief so deep it steals my breath. His touch isn't violent; it’s a question that terrifies me even more. He calls me his wife. He gives me the run of his castle. But he also watches me with an intensity that feels like possession. And the one rule he gives me is the most chilling of all: Never go into the west wing. But in a house built on lies, how can I resist? The truth is waiting behind that door. And it’s more beautiful, and more terrible, than any beast.

A prideful snake who bowed to no one—until he became a jealous husband. A snow tiger beast warrior feared and respected, reduced to an obedient husband. A wolf known as a Casanova, who never stayed—until he chose loyalty. And a selfish merman who learned generosity for the first time, expecting nothing in return for his prized possession. All of them changed after meeting one woman... After sniffing in an impossible scent. Her name is Arinya. …And unfortunately for this world, that’s me, haha. *** I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, wanting to be my mate because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?

Once a bright and energetic young girl from the countryside, Ruby’s life took a drastic change after she involve herself with one of the potentially, most dangerous and frightening man in her country. The Fourth Prince, Julien Sterling. Or as they say, the crazy bastard who was both cruel and a sadist, treating human lives no better than grass. She had not only played such a figure around the palm of her finger, seducing the man to the point of obsession, but also conceived his son. Then, she ran away, only to return 6 years later for a secret mission. Ruby thought that the madman must have forgotten about her after so long, not knowing that the now mad tyrant had been searching for her to the point of madness. What would happen when the tyrant found out that his runaway bride hadn’t only sold him for a bag of gold, but also think of finding his son another ceo dad? When the time came for all deception to be shed and truth to be laid bare, would there still be any chance for the two to reach their happily ever after together? —— Excerpt: “H-How… did you recognize me?” She shivered against his touch, her heart beating wild as the man closed in, the familiar strokes of his sharp features emerging out of the cold shadows of the night. “I told you once, sweetheart.” He whispered against her skin, his breath slithering around her like a predatory snake rounding up its prey. “Even if your bones were to be grounded to dusts and every fiber of you, burnt into ashes, I would recognize you with just a glance.” The fingers on her chin tightened as he forced her to face the burning rage of his resentment. It had been 6 years… 6 years of waiting by the window like a fool who he himself looked down upon. However, he was no longer the fool of the past. And neither was he the powerless man who can only beg and wait. “Don’t you ever think about escaping from me again. In this lifetime, no, for as long as I stay in the same universe as you, you can only be mine, mine alone.” It was not a promise only to her, but also to himself. For he was now the mad tyrant who knew no reason, the tyrant who was bent on getting whatever that he had wanted. —— [Sweet 1 v 1 Fast-paced Romantic Comedy] [Male Lead Falls in Love First and Harder] [Extreme Pampering] [Naive Sweet White Rabbit x Cunning Black-Bellied Big Bad Wolf] Tags: #sweetlove #pregnancy #strongfemalelead #dark #royalfamily #pastplayhugerole #tragedy

A young man, weighed down by silence and the ache of feeling unseen, sits alone on what he believes will be his final night. The world outside moves on, indifferent but in the stillness of his room, a quiet whisper stirs. Not of despair, but of words. Words that have waited too long to be heard. He picks up his notebook one last time not to say goodbye, but to begin. What starts as a farewell becomes something else entirely this story is a raw and tender record of loneliness, longing, and the fragile, flickering wish to matter. With each sentence, he reaches not for an ending, but for a witness. A connection. Maybe even a reason. He doesn’t promise healing. He doesn’t pretend the pain is gone. But if there’s even the smallest chance that being alive could still hold something meaningful if someone, somewhere, might read his truth and feel less alone too then he’ll try. Not perfectly, not bravely, but honestly. And with that honesty, he takes his first trembling step back toward the light. Warning:Emotional Distress,Suicidal, Mental Confusion

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: You have died a violent death.] [CURRENT LOCATION: Floor 0 (The Lobby)] [GOAL: Reach Floor 100.] [REWARD: One Wish. One Life.] The man that she loved betrayed her without a word of explanation, just a useless apology accompanying a bloody knife and the endless repeating, screaming question in her head: "Why?" Then she woke up. Somewhere worse. Welcome to the Backrooms: an endless maze of humming fluorescent lights and damp, yellowed wallpaper. In this liminal purgatory, the dead don’t rest, and the broken don’t stay human for long. One hundred floors. One chance to come back. Fail, and she’s gone forever. She doesn't want peace. She doesn't want a second chance. Her one wish is his last breath signed over to her.

At 32, Seo-yeon has nothing. No degree. No career. No family. No future. Only manhwa. She reads stories about people who regress and fix their lives. She laughs at them. Because reality doesn't work like that. Until the night she decides to die. And wakes up... Seven days before she lost everything in her life.

For three years, Sienna loved a man who would never choose her. Alessandro Castellano kept her tucked away in his penthouse like a secret he was ashamed of—expensive gifts, whispered promises, and late-night confessions that felt real until morning came and he went back to his fiancée. Sienna told herself it was enough. That what they had was love, even if it lived in the shadows. She was wrong. The night she overheard him confirming wedding details with Vanessa, laughing about honeymoon plans while Sienna waited for him in silk lingerie he'd bought her, something inside her finally broke. Not dramatically. Not with screaming or thrown objects. Just quietly, like a door closing on a room she'd never enter again. When Alessandro walked in and saw her packed bags, he didn't believe she'd actually leave. "You'll be back," he said, so certain of his hold on her. "You always come back." But Sienna didn't come back. Six months later, she's not the same woman who cried in his elevator. She's built a life without him—a real career, real friends, therapy sessions that taught her she deserved more than crumbs from a man's table. She's even dating Dante Moretti, the charming businessman who looks at her like she hung the moon and doesn't hide her from the world. There's just one problem. Dante is Alessandro's biggest rival, and he knows exactly who Sienna used to be. Alessandro's perfect life, meanwhile, is crumbling. His marriage to Vanessa is a cold business transaction that leaves him hollow. Every woman he looks at reminds him of Sienna. Every night feels empty. He thought he could have it all—the socialite wife his family demanded and the woman who actually made him feel alive on the side. Turns out, you can't have it both ways. When he sees Sienna again at a gallery opening, transformed and glowing on another man's arm, something primal awakens in him. She's not his secret anymore. She's not his at all. And for the first time in his privileged life, Alessandro understands what it means to lose something irreplaceable. He'll do anything to win her back. Burn down his marriage. Destroy his reputation. Fight his own family. Prove he's not the same coward who let her go. But Sienna's not the desperate girl who waited by the phone anymore. She's found her power, her voice, her spine. And watching Alessandro grovel? There's a dark satisfaction in that she probably shouldn't enjoy as much as she does. The thing is, hearts don't follow logic. Chemistry doesn't care about self-respect. And when Alessandro looks at her with those desperate, hungry eyes and says, "I was a fool, and I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you"—part of her wants to believe him. Part of her still loves him. But love isn't always enough, is it? Not when trust is shattered. Not when Dante's offering her stability and devotion without games. Not when Alessandro's vengeful soon-to-be-ex-wife is determined to destroy anyone he cares about. Sienna has to choose: the dangerous, intoxicating man who broke her heart but might have actually changed, or the safer path with a man who's never made her cry. Except Dante has secrets too. And Sienna's about to learn that sometimes the person who seems perfect is just better at hiding their flaws. In a world of billion-dollar business deals, family expectations, and old grudges, Sienna's caught in the middle of a war she never asked to fight. Both men claim they love her. Both men want to possess her. But this time, Sienna's not anyone's prize to win. This time, she gets to decide her own worth. And whoever ends up with her heart will have to earn every single piece of it—because she's done giving herself away to men who don't understand what they have until it's gone.

"He was left to die. He forgot to." A dying child. A merchant who almost walked past him. A decision that will change everything. Found alone in a cursed forest — unconscious, sealed, and left for dead — the boy remembers nothing. Not his name. Not his face. Not why someone wanted him gone. But the seal carved into his body was not meant to protect him. It was meant to finish him. He survived anyway. Now, hidden within the walls of a quiet countryside town, raised by a man with a past far darker than his merchant's cloak suggests — the boy begins to heal. Slowly. Too slowly. Because whatever was sealed inside him —Is still there. And it's waking up.