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For Lorielle, life had always been cruel to her. From the moment she could remember, her world had been one of restriction, seclusion and any word used to convey someone being caged. She lived not as a person, but as something owned, controlled, traded and watched. Ever since she was born, her mother had always been in charge of what she wears, eats, drinks, says, and does in her whole life. Never was she asked what she wanted in life, as her dreams had been planned out, long before she was born. She was never meant to dream. Yet, beneath the silence and obedience forced upon her, Lorielle held onto one unyielding desire, to be free from every shackle that bound her. But freedom is never a simple mission. Hidden truths begin to surface, and Lorielle slowly realises that her captivity is not without reason. There are secrets tied to her existence, secrets powerful enough to threaten kingdoms and shake thrones. And the closer she gets to the truth, the more dangerous her world becomes. Then comes he. King Aldric. A man bound by duty, power. Aldric is the definition of cold, adamant, and feared, he stands on the opposite side of everything Lorielle has ever known. Where she longs for freedom and affection, he is chained by responsibility. Aldric hated Lorielle to the core. He swore he could kill her if he was afforded the opportunity to. There was no hate bigger than Aldric's hate towards Lorielle. Their paths were never meant to cross, but when they do, everything begins to unravel. In a world of power, betrayal, and unspoken desires, Lorielle must decide: Will she risk everything for the freedom she has always dreamed of, Or will she become a prisoner of something far more dangerous than chains… her own heart?

I, Alpha Dante do not want you as my mate. You are a person and a burden to our pack. With those words Elara was hurt by the man she loved and left to die in the snow. As her heart stopped beating a Devil showed up with a fancy cane and a bad deal. He asked her if she wanted to trade her soul for revenge. Elara signed the deal in her blood. Now she is alive again. She is not the same kind person they used to know. She has a Ghost-Wolf with her and a system that takes the souls of her enemies. Elara has come back to the Blackwood Pack. She does not want to be, in charge again. She does not want Alpha Dante to say sorry. She wants him to beg for mercy. She wants to destroy the Kingdom. The Moon Goddess did not help Elara so Elara found a new God to believe in. And this is the start of something big the Eclipse is coming.

In the boundless Heavenly Dao World, where mortals strive to transcend life and become one with the heavens, a child is born under an heavenly omen. Tian Ming an orphan is adopted by the a mysterious cultivator Xi Yijian under a thundering sky and an heavely omen. His birth shakes the entire word even darken the web of fate itself. Farmers in distant fields dropped to their knees in awe. Beasts in ancient forests lifted their heads to the sky. Even the divine being living the highest heavens feels his anomaly and great beings whispers as they foresee his extraordinary fate. At the age of twelve he opens his consciousness and becomes a cutivator and joins flying sword sect. He takes his first step into the world where weak are pray to the strong. He ventured deep into that world with his burning ambition along with his relentless persuit of dao.

In a world transformed by the arrival of mana, Earth is no longer the domain of humanity alone. Magical beasts and three powerful humanoid species have claimed vast territories, forcing humanity into fortified cities protected by mana-infused barriers. The hope for survival lies with the awakened: those blessed with magical classes and the ability to wield mana. Victor Revenant, a hilarious and self-deprecating 16-year-old, has spent his life dreaming of joining their ranks. But on the day of his Awakening Test, his dreams are shattered. Like countless others, he fails to awaken, destined to remain ordinary in a world where mediocrity means irrelevance. Just as Victor hits rock bottom, his father gifts him a VRMMORPG game, Ascendant Realms: Cultivation Chronicles, as a consolation prize. The game promises an immersive cultivation experience, complete with mystical techniques, powerful bloodlines, and the journey to ascend to godhood. But when Victor logs in as his in-game persona, Fang Chen, he discovers something incredible: the cultivation techniques he learns in the game begin to manifest in the real world. Armed with the Primordial Chaos Constitution and the legendary Void Emperor Bloodline, Victor embarks on a dual journey—mastering the game’s cultivation system while using his newfound abilities to change his fate in the real world. What begins as an escape from his failures turns into a chance to rewrite his destiny. But Victor quickly learns that his unique ability may make him more than just an anomaly... it may make him a target...

Gods and immortals above roam the sky and the void. Grand sages and supreme mages in legend rise to the top within their lifetimes, yet as time passes, their humanity begins to slip away. Because of this, they need an anchor. Before, they sought it across countless worlds and realities. But now, they seek entertainers—those who create stories for them instead. [Theater of Ascension] An organization that brings stories to life. A mage who regrets the past. A cultivator who seeks to break through to immortality but is missing something. Or simply normal entertainment— We create it all.

In a world where power decides everything, one name brings fear to even the strongest warriors… the Demon Lord. But what if the Demon Lord wasn’t truly a monster? Asad wakes up in a strange body, surrounded by darkness and whispers calling him “Demon Lord.” With no clear memories of his past, he is forced to accept a truth he doesn’t understand… he is now the most feared existence alive. Hunted by heroes, betrayed by shadows, and haunted by fragments of a forgotten past, Asad must uncover the truth behind his identity. Is he truly the Demon Lord… or just a pawn in a far greater game? As the world prepares for war, one question remains— Will he destroy the world… or save it?

Fifteen years ago, John transmigrated to Blue Star—a world identical to Earth in every way, except for its name. To everyone else, John was just an average man living a quiet life. But every time John slept, he entered a game world known as the Dao World that felt more real than reality itself. The dream world was a vast cultivation landscape governed by ancient Taoist laws, and John wasn't anybody; he has ability of infinite resurrection in dream, whenever he died, he would wake up in the real world, and when he slept next time, he would start the dream where he had left off With no competitors and the ability to "respawn" after every dream-death, John spent fifteen years relentlessly advancing. He broke through the shackles of mortality, transcended the laws of physics, and finally achieved the legendary Godless Realm. Known across the heavens as the Sage Emperor, he stood at the absolute peak of existence. Then, the "Game" officially launched and became Reality. The sky over Blue Star shattered. A cold, mechanical voice echoed in the minds of billions: [System Initialised: The Great Migration has begun.] [Target World: The Primordial Realm.] [Quest: Slay the Tyrant!] [Description: The Sage Emperor has achieved Supreme Authority. His reign is tyrannical and must be ended. All citizens of Blue Star are drafted as ‘Heroes’ to liberate the world.] John froze. Billions were chosen. His family. His friends. Every human on Blue Star. All granted power. All promised rewards. All sent to kill him. To survive, John makes the only choice he can— He accepts the quest. To kill himself. But as the System tightens its grip and the line between dream and reality collapses, one truth becomes clear: The world thinks it’s hunting a monster. But they have no idea… They’ve awakened something far worse.

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.

A second life. A broken body. A ruthless world. Mo Fan was a graduate student on Earth until gravity ended his life. He opened his eyes in this world, finding himself at the bottom of the food chain. With "Trash Spirit Roots," he has no future in Cultivation. However, he brought something else with him: The power to command death. From stitching rat teeth onto finger bones to grafting demon legs onto skeletons, Mo Fan uses his knowledge and his System to turn corpses into weapons. He will survive. He will level up. And he will turn this world into his hunting ground.

Zhou Ming transmigrated into the Great Desolation and became the leader of the Wu Tribe. With memories of the future, he was well aware of how disastrous the Lich Calamity would be. System? It was refined by the Great God Pangu right at the start — leaving behind only a core essence. Looking at the twelve future infamous Ancestral Witches standing before him, Wu Ming declared: “Fight for dominance? Not even a dog would do that!” “Brothers, listen to me — fighting and killing leads nowhere. Why not accumulate virtue and cultivate laws? Isn’t that the real fragrance?” And so, the entire tone of the Great Desolation began to shift. The demon race established the Heavenly Court, their momentum overwhelming — while the Wu Tribe quietly cleaned the earth’s lethal aura. The Three Purities preached the Dao, purple energy rising in the east — while the Wu Tribe silently reorganized the chaotic leylines. Powerful cultivators battled over treasures, blood flowing like rivers — while the Wu Tribe... quietly racked up more merit! Di Jun: “What’s wrong with these Wu people…”

In a galaxy-spanning empire ruled by the immortal vampire Queen Nythera Valerys, power and boredom are eternal companions. After thousands of years of ruling over millions of star systems, Nythera grows restless-her empire vast, her enemies subdued, her life predictable. She desires not just a ruler at her side, but an equal-a king worthy of sharing her throne. To find him, she organizes a galaxy-wide competition, open to millions of participants from across her empire. The trials are brutal, filtering out the weak, the arrogant, and the unworthy, leaving only the strongest, smartest, and most cunning.

On Christmas Eve, Irina Ardentova walks through relentless snowfall toward the man she loves. But the one who greets her in the silent street is not merely a man. He is Erwin Frostvale—a winter elf bound to the ancient Yuletide entity known as the Hearth King. Ethereal, dangerously beautiful, and terrifyingly possessive, Erwin exists to preserve the fragile balance between warmth and frost. And that balance depends on one human soul: Irina. Her presence tempers winter’s cruelty. Her warmth sustains the Hearth King’s fading power. Without her, the world risks plunging into endless desolation. When Erwin claims her as eternally his, the night itself begins to change. The church bells ring out of rhythm. Snow falls in unnatural patterns. The cold ceases to be weather—it becomes will. Irina collapses into darkness, caught in Erwin’s arms as winter tightens its hold. Elsewhere in the city, meteorologist Adrian Volkov senses the shift before anyone else. Logical, composed, and fiercely protective, Adrian has been studying strange atmospheric anomalies in Verkhoyansk. When Irina fails to arrive for their meeting and communication signals fail, he realizes the disturbance is no natural phenomenon. If Irina chooses Adrian, winter may never end. If she chooses Erwin, she may lose herself forever. And the Hearth King is growing impatient. In a city where frost bites deeper than knives and love is indistinguishable from obsession, one question remains: Can warmth survive when winter falls in love?

Death by overwork? Check. Isekai’d into a glittery kingdom called Aelthryndivoryssalindria, yes, that's the name but I call it Aelthryn, because who has time for that? Double check. All I wanted was a soft life filled with pastries, naps, and no husband. But five years into my new life as Princess Elyndravyssorathielindria Sylvarindelthys—Elyn, please, God knows why the names are so difficult to pronounce—my father demands I marry. But explain to me why all the potential suitors look like they were picked up from the fucking gutter? I kid you not. one of them literally suggested teaching me to ride a horse and guess who found out he could not ride one at all and at the end of the day cried begging for his mother...me. And that's just one. There's also the fact that I don't want to even get married. So in a panic, after scaring my suitors away, I tell my father I'm in love with Zorathys Vaelkyrion. What I didn't plan for was the fact that Zorathys is real, he’s at our annual ball, and he’s calling me his lover to settle Dad’s debts. Now I’m stuck in the Underworld, managing Hell’s paperwork, babysitting demon nobles, and dodging a giant snake with a sweet tooth. Oh, and Zor? A lazy, body-pillow-hugging tease who makes my heart race. Worse, every escape portal dumps me in his bedroom, and he’s not so bad. But when I stumble into a plot to overthrow him, my soft-life dreams might cost me everything—unless I fight for the husband I never wanted. Send help please, I just wanted a soft life and not a demon husband.. --------------------- "...you can't marry my daughter," my father said to the demon king and I nodded. "...she...she's gay. Yes," he said with a nod like that was the most reasonable explanation ever. "She's into girls." I was shocked and stared at him then back at the demon king who paused. Maybe this could work after all. I nodded too, supporting my father's words. The demon king smiled then. "What good taste you have, there's a reason why we belong to each other after all. I'm into women too." What?

Driven to fulfil destiny and become mighty, divine warriors like their older siblings, the triplet princes of the Kingdom of Avia are finally exposed to the harsh realities of the world beyond their sheltered upbringing. As they venture outside the boundaries of the Inner Capital, they uncover the devastating truth of what lies beyond the walls that preserve their life of luxury -- death, poverty, and exploitation, all of which are orchestrated by their father, the King. In the meantime, a looming, unidentified masked-man approaches the Inner Capital, seeking revenge on the royal Hakimi Family. As a result, the triplets are forced to unite with their family to stop the impending threat before they can fully confront the darker truth of the world they’ve only just begun to truly understand. However, this threat is unlike any they’ve faced before -- and one that is far closer to them than they could have imagined.

​"Faith is a cage. Logic is the key. Strength is the only truth." ​In the year 280 AD, the Kingdom of Devon is governed by two things: the absolute authority of the Church and the undeniable power of the "Divine Plan." To question either is not just treason—it is a death sentence. ​Into this world of rigid morality comes Eizen Devon, the third prince. Possessing a hauntingly sharp beauty and emerald eyes that see far too much, Eizen is an anomaly. While the world bows to unseen gods, Eizen deconstructs them with ruthless philosophy. He views emotions as chains, morality as a tool for the weak, and human nature as a predictable script to be manipulated. ​ No "power of friendship" or moral hesitation. Eizen is a true pragmatist who pursues strength and logic with absolute efficiency. Eizen is not bound by ego, reputation, emotion, or moral posturing. He understands a fundamental truth most people never grasp, the world does not reward goodness or righteousness. It rewards those who understand its rules and act accordingly. ​

You would think this is some regular pathetic story where a guy falls in love with their enemy. but.. You’re far from right. this is not some boring and lovesick novel. but one that keeps you on your toes at the end of each chapter. Yeonghon. born and raised in a small village of Korea. he was unaware that there would be fictional creatures that you would only find in a tale only told before bedtime but, this tale was not something you would fall asleep to but to ask your parent to read more of. and there was more then fictional creatures.. but myths. and such that would be hard to believe at first. I shall not spare anymore information. that’s for you to find out. Enjoy, fellow reader.

Xiangge grew up in a golden cage. The man who raised him was also the one who destroyed his world. Emperor Mingxuan had killed his parents, taken his throne, and kept him close for eighteen years. No questions were allowed. No answers were given. Silence became Xiangge’s inheritance. To the empire, Mingxuan was a tyrant. To Xiangge, he was everything: jailer, protector, and the only warmth left in a life built from ashes. Until 'it' appeared. 'It' wanted Xiangge’s life. And Mingxuan, for the first time in eighteen years, looked afraid. That's when Xiangge realized: he'd never known his gege at all. The empire is burning. The truth is rising. To keep Xiangge alive, Mingxuan will offer everything he owns: his throne, his blood, his secrets. But some truths kill more surely than any blade. Love protects. Love destroys. This one has done both since the night the magnolia blossoms fell.

The world is shaped by the ever-present Æther. A primordial force that governs the fabric of existence. However, with the Ætheric world seeking to control and understand the power that binds reality together, a multi-generational struggle unfolded. *** The story is built on three intertwined timelines across a fragmented history, each influenced by a soul reincarnated through time, holding the key to not only mastering The Æther, but to control it. (The Seer; The Artificer; The Heir) Since the Æther's discovery, the actions of the past echo into the present and future. Themes: Echoes, Power, wealth, identity, legacy, the cyclical nature of history, the pursuit of truth, and the dangerous allure of control. *** Inspired by Anime. Just a new writer, writing for fun. Writing down my ideas. Criticism is advised, just try not to cook me too much. I'ma do my best to make it interesting step by step... hopefully. *** - A simple story, nothing complex. - Slow world-building to build more of a foundation as the story progresses. This will also leave more room for improvement. - Power and ranking system. - Little amounts of First Person Narrative. Mostly third. Quite a bit of dialogue.

"I was dubbed the Tainted Light because of my blood; for I am neither a pure 'Shadow of Light' as I should be, nor a complete human. For the longest time, I believed the voice echoing in the depths of my mind was a mere hallucination. But I discovered the staggering truth: it wasn't just a voice—it was an entire world. At eighteen, the first marks of destiny awakened within me. At twenty, my old reality shattered completely. I was torn from my ordinary life and thrust into Azaveria, a realm forged from eternal radiance. There, I underwent the 'Second Birth,' reborn from the very womb of the world. I expected a sanctuary, but instead, I found a merciless battlefield. To the Shadows of Light, I am nothing but an anomaly—a stain to be purged. To survive, I’ve had to endure brutal trials and face ancient creatures, all under the weight of a destiny that has begun to feel more like a curse than a gift. As the world of light rejects me, the dark reflection of Azaveria—the universe of Asomia—stirs. The King of Shadows has set an ancient prophecy in motion, and it demands but one thing: my absolute destruction. Now, I am caught between two warring universes, hunted by fate, and forced to uncover the truth behind the whisper that has guarded me since childhood. It was never just a voice. It was Azaveria itself. And the war for my soul has already begun."

In the "Multiverse of Gods," Sunny, a mundane delivery man, is thrust into a new reality as the god Cosmos. He is tasked with cultivating a barren, water-filled planet named Veridia, armed only with a formidable but initially useless SSS-grade talent, "Skill-Resonance," which allows him to copy skills from his planet's lifeforms every 100 planetary years. Sunny's journey begins with him using his divine power to create the first microscopic life, a single algae, and manipulate his world's accelerated time to foster evolution. As life flourishes on Veridia, so do the challenges. Sunny discovers the gods are not merely creators but participants in a high-stakes game. A global notification warns of daily "misfortunes" that will plague their worlds, forcing them to use precious Faith points to protect their creations. The stakes are raised further when he realizes the multiverse is a finite space and that gods will eventually be forced to clash with each other. To prepare for this inevitable conflict, he must accelerate his world's development, creating powerful demigod creatures to serve as defenders. The story follows Sunny as he navigates the cutthroat world of the gods, strategically using his cunning and limited resources to build a thriving civilization and prepare for the ultimate fight for survival against forces both natural and divine. Author's Note Thank you for reading my novel. I'm excited to share this world with you and hope you enjoy the journey of Sunny, a normal guy who becomes a god and tries to cultivate a world from scratch while facing challenges from other gods and the universe itself. This story is a testament to the idea that even with a seemingly useless talent, a person can achieve greatness through cunning and hard work. I look forward to hearing your thoughts and continuing to build this story together. Discord :- https://discord.gg/wyCFacXcVC Patreon :- https://www.patreon.com/Cosmos_07