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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 merman Prince who left his waters in order to be on land with her. All of them changed after meeting one female... 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?

After his wife's affair and the discovery that his child belongs to another man, Li Feng is cast out into the rainy night. Since fate won't allow him to live an ordinary life, he resolves to live an extraordinary one. “How many roads must a man walk down, before they call him a man" --- <Blowing in The Wind> Bob Dylan

In her past life she loved him with everything she had only to be betrayed discarded and left to die. When she wakes up five years ago right before signing divorce papers she has one goal never let him touch her again. She builds her empire outshines every rival and finds herself wanted by the city's most powerful man. But the ex-husband who once threw her away is now begging at her door tears streaming down his face. "I made a mistake... Please take me back." Her smile is cold. Too late, CEO. I'm not that girl anymore.

The Day the Veil Shattered, Humanity Learned They Were Just Livestock. ​But Inside Kael Redgrave, the Livestock Brought Its Own Slaughterhouse. ​The "Great Reveal" changed everything. Gods, Demons, and Cosmic Entities weren't myths—they were apex predators, and humanity was nothing but currency, collateral, and food. ​Nineteen-year-old Kael Redgrave should have been just another statistic. Instead, his body became a celestial cage. Locked within his highly volatile genetic code are five primordial, world-ending souls constantly clawing for control: ​The Dark Smiler: A sadistic, riddle-speaking entity of pure malice. ​The Demon Lord: A hyper-violent avatar of unadulterated slaughter. ​The Devil King: A scheming, calculating master of political intrigue. ​The Divine: A hypocritical, blindingly radiant being of absolute judgment. ​The Void: A silent, existential terror that hungers to erase existence itself. ​As whispers of the "Vessel of Five" echo across the cosmos, Kael becomes the ultimate target. Gods want him shackled. Monsters want him dead. Humanity wants him erased before the world-enders fully awaken. ​But as Kael fights to survive the targeting arrays of the universe, a darker truth begins to surface. He wasn't chosen by these primordial horrors. He was engineered for them. ​And somewhere beyond the fabric of reality, a forgotten creator is waiting for Kael to remember why.

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.

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.

Sienna Vale, the last heiress of the fallen House Vale, awakens in exile within the Wasteland, a cursed land where nothing grows. Though stripped of magic and battle spiritual energy after drinking the Water of Nothingness, she discovers an unbelievable secret: a mysterious Spatial Farm bound to her soul, functioning like a living system that allows her to plant crops, harvest them at an abnormal speed, and store items in an infinite warehouse. At first, Sienna uses the farm to grow radishes, realizing they are valuable “magic vegetables” in this world. With this discovery, she begins forming a low-key survival plan, aiming to secretly sell produce through Harold, her loyal steward, while avoiding the attention of powerful nobles who destroyed her family. As Sienna explores abandoned dwarf mines near her castle, she finds them perfect for breeding livestock, especially blue-eyed rabbits. She collects black soil and underground river water from the wasteland and mines, bringing them into the Spatial Farm. This triggers rapid upgrades, granting her corn and wheat seeds, strengthening the space soil and water, and revealing that the cursed land can be purified. With new resources, loyal followers, and a growing system that evolves through discovery, Sienna Vale begins laying the foundation for rebuilding the House Vale, transforming a dead territory into a future empire of wealth and survival.

Description: Moving past the death of his only friend and teacher. Orb heads into the world to find a way to die happy and fulfilled. Though the boy who lives in the present carries the weight of something that lived in the past. A curse, a blessing, a legacy. The story of those who carry things they should never have had to, and the choices of their lives which affect them and the world as a whole. Three chapters a week. link to cover artist: https://www.fiverr.com/winda_chu?source=inbox  Usually, somewhere between 2000 and 3000 words per chapter. Notice: This will be a long, long story, so it will be a slow burn for at least the first two arcs. But if you are interested in a long, wide-ranging story, I hope you will read. Notice 2: I will be fixing the grammar of the chapter within my story, around 5 per day, starting from 25/05/2025. I have heard the grammar in the earlier chapter has been an issue for many, and admittedly, I have always sucked at that aspect, which I have gotten a lot better at over the years, so I will be redoing that. Logs and other special chapters are not included in this five-chapter count. Notice 3: All corrections are done.

Nanajūhachi Asuka, a soul from the 78th district of Rukongai, is cast into the world of Demon Slayer as a disposable experiment. Lacking a "system" or "cheat-codes," he relies solely on his raw Reiryoku (spiritual power) and the survival instincts of a street dog. Asuka is taken in by Tetsushin Arisaki, mastering Wind Breathing alongside his peer, Suzune. This peace is shattered when Lower Rank Two, Rokuro, massacres their home. Master Arisaki sacrifices himself, triggering the awakening of Asuka’s unique ability: Nugata—the power to devour demon essence and convert it into spiritual energy. Driven by cold vengeance, Asuka joins the Demon Slayer Corps. His presence at Mount Natagumo changes the tide, as his "serrated" strikes—infused with spiritual pressure—permanently stall demon regeneration. This "new variable" catches the attention of Muzan Kibutsuji, who begins purging the Lower Ranks to prepare for this emerging threat. Through training at the Butterfly Estate and sparring with the Mist Hashira, Muichiro Tokito, Asuka realizes a vital truth: traditional Wind Breathing is a "shoe that doesn't fit" his spiritual nature. He begins the journey to transcend established styles, seeking to forge an Original Breath that bridges the gap between a Soul Society ghost and a mortal swordsman.

Riley Cole was labelled a fool and married off to a crippled man expected to die young, becoming the laughingstock of the entire city. But after the wedding, everything changed. Her parents sneered, “A fool like you has no place at this party.” She arrived dressed to perfection, her voice calm. “Who’s the fool now? I’m the world’s top designer.” Her stepmother mocked, “You’ll never get into the number one college in Leucia.” Riley walked in with ease, a book in hand. “I’m not here to study. I’m a specially appointed lecturer.” They blocked her from the operating room, accusing her of pretending. She lifted her gaze, cold and sharp. “Say one more word, and I’ll shut you up with a single needle.” The fool had risen—and no one could stop her. As the city fell into chaos, people could only turn to one man. “Mr. Yates, please keep your wife in check!” Adrian Yates merely smiled. “I’m afraid… I’ve spoiled her too much.”

Ethan leaves a comment on a livestream and doesn’t think much of it afterward, because there are too many people watching and too much noise for anything he says to matter for long. Out of thousands of messages, she remembers his. Not what he said, but his name. Raina doesn’t believe in coincidences because, in her experience, people leave and people forget, and she learned early on that most things don’t stay unless you make them stay. When she recognizes Ethan again after years, she does not rely on chance. She creates the conditions for them to meet again. A job request is made. A meeting follows. Then another, arranged in a way that feels natural enough not to question. Everything appears normal on the surface, and that is exactly why Ethan doesn’t question it, even when something in him quietly tells him he should. He tells himself he is overthinking, that she is simply kind, and that the way she shows up exactly when he needs her is nothing more than timing. But the closer she gets, the harder it becomes for him to separate his daily life from her presence in it. Because Raina doesn’t chase. She keeps. And once you matter to her, distance is no longer something that remains an option. This book is a physiological romance themed story told from a dual first person prospectives and a third person prospective ....so we can explore each sides of the story from different view Cover art and character art by : dreamer_zeyrcel Character art by : the slumbering cat Discord : Gloria_Austin_8799

— YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! The day had barely started, and that sound echoed through the entire neighborhood. And knowing Harumi Osawa’s track record… here are a few completely normal possibilities for what just happened: — She dreamed she was being chased… by documents and paperwork. (Yes. Papers. Chasing her. Let’s just ignore the fact that she literally WORKS in the ID office.) — She saw a bug. (She’s not afraid of tigers. But she has nearly destroyed her own house because of a tiny insect. More than twice.) — Or she got woken up by a pillow attack from one of the kids she picked up at a market on some random Monday and brought home along with their younger sibling. No plan. No instructions. No regrets. This is a chaotic story. NOTHING about it is normal. Where the question isn’t “what’s going to go wrong”— it’s “how are they still alive?” Welcome to Harumi’s chaotic life!

When the Mist consumed the world, alien warriors appeared without warning , erasing billions and shattering humanity in a single day. Then came the System. Those who met its hidden conditions were granted abilities, rising as Hunters—humanity’s last hope against the invaders. Strength became everything. Power decided who lived… and who was left behind. Kael was one of those left behind. With no skills to his name, he was branded useless—and abandoned by the one person he trusted most. But Kael refused to accept a fate decided for him. If power couldn’t be given… He would take it. To pursue his dream of becoming a Hunter, he claimed a black katana passed down through his bloodline— A weapon shrouded in mystery. One said to cut down aliens, regardless of their rank. As rumors of the blade begin to spread, something far more dangerous than the invaders starts to move from the shadows. In a world that left him at the bottom— He’ll carve his way to the top. ****** The Story Happens In modern time. Give it a chance : Read Three Chapters first before dismissing it.

[Four Chapters Every Week!] The backrooms or the liminal rooms, such an enigmatic never-ending place. Most of the lost souls there are normal people with average capabilities and most of the time, they die. They don't last long and if the backrooms won't consume them, their own psyche will. No one can truly escape the backrooms, there is horror in infinity. However, what if the lost souls this time aren't your usual lost souls? What if they're familiar, what if they're characters from a series that you're fond of. Will they survive the liminal space? Their stories will connect and they'll handle the liminal rooms in their own way.

Two girls. One face. A dangerous lie. Ji-Woo has everything money can buy — except love. Bullied, broken, and desperate to escape her cold, perfect world, she stumbles upon Ji-Soo… a girl who looks exactly like her, but lives a life full of warmth, laughter, and dreams. HER LONG LOST TWIN When Ji-Woo begs to swap lives, Ji-Soo disagrees despite Ji-Woo pleading then after one tragic incident Ji-Woo lost her life, Ji-Soo was devastated she decided to fulfil Ji-Woo's request witching lives pretending she was the one who had died. But wait there is another twist...is Ji-Woo really dead? if she is then why is Ji-Soo at her home when she is pretending to be Ji-Woo? Ji-Woo thought Ji-Soo died, and Ji-Soo thought Ji-Woo died? so they all didn't know and they kept pretending to be each other. This story isn't only about Ji-Soo and Ji-Woo it is also about a side character named Ji-Hoo who later became Ji-Soo's friend....and he helped her in some ways... As love grows in the wrong places and secrets begin to crack, The girl must decide — how long can you live someone else’s life before losing your own?

Akiel Dowell is, on the surface, flawless - celebrated, affluent, untouchable. But as he faces the cameras and fans that come with his fame, he also faces grief and secrets too painful for anyone to see. Sylvian Rael was raised in love. Loved by two parents, he had everything he wanted extensive. But regardless of all the love from his family, he understands the emptiness of being alone. Schooling at Delmare Academy - a place of privilege, wealth and ambition, he can't find his real place among people who only see the outside. When Akiel and Sylvian collide, their violent game begins—blackmail, manipulation, unwanted closeness. But within the shadowy corners of their world exists something surprising—the discovery that trust is possible, that healing can begin, and even that love has a chance to happen.

This is the story of those left unseen, unheard, and unacknowledged. A story of survival, resilience, and the quiet battles fought in the shadows of a society that pretends not to notice. “Some wounds are invisible, but they echo louder than any scream.”

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!

The curse was named SystemTearstone—or simply crimson heart. Centuries ago, a new kind of curse system was created. it was punish the 5th class god named Jiǎng Língxi—now wearing the skin of a powerful mortal Dàozǔ from the Méi Rén Sect. The curse had no form, only a red gem floating in a dark fog. Then it met a perfectly broken yet unbreakable soul named Kirihito Orohana, later known as Wèi Yīlíng. The curse roamed for half an eternity, bound to the pure soul’s revenge and its own mission: to win the Violet Throne and become the 5th god itself. But cool ice always melts, today or tomorrow. The curse system itself is also cursed. So will he never fall for anyone and claim the throne? Or will he remove his own existence by destroying the curse—or by becoming the full Violet Gem once more? Welcome to System Tearstone— where soft beginnings lie, and descent is inevitable… and beautiful. Author’s Note : The beginning may feel soft—almost deceptively gentle. Please don’t be fooled. System Tearstone is my beloved monster. Written without safety, without shortcuts, carved straight from bone and breath. It is a story about devotion that scars, about gods who fail, and about choosing to feel— even when feeling hurts. If you choose to read this, you become one of my tearstones— something fragile, something precious, kept close through both tears and quiet smiles. This is not a game system. It is an emotionally cursed one. announcement: This book's version 2 will come soon! don't be mad at your little author for being messy here! it was just the first time. the next one will be better I promise♡. but I can't guarantee that the ver.2 would be my last try with this book. I might rewrite this book many times in many way. so you'll meet them in many ways better and better rather before. [ Release time : Friday & Saturday Chapters : Two chapters per day ( for having other issues & more book . might sometime miss if there is any problem) ] [ Paused updates for the next month. not abandoning you all! just forced to stop for exam. Do not hesitate to follow us. we'll be back surely. Just the situation isn't supporting us. I hope you'll understand♡ ]

The Genius Wizard of the Magic Tower Bound by Limits, Verden. Despite having a brilliant mind, his innate magical power was insignificant. He was betrayed by someone he trusted, who stole his thesis, and he ended up as an experimental subject in the Magic Tower. In the face of power stronger than his own, his genius mind alone could do nothing. “So, I must become stronger.” For revenge and survival. He tenaciously endured and endured again, establishing a new theoretical system to defy his nature. And finally, he completed an unprecedented, groundbreaking theory in history. Tomorrow, I will break the limits.