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[Warning: Mature Content — 18+] Transmigrated into a world consumed by curse energy and monstrous abominations, Aristarkh should have died. Instead, he awakens the Binding System, a power that links his fate to others. Every time those bound to him grow stronger, he receives the rewards multiplied. With each bond, his power surges. With each victory, the world takes notice. But the deeper he climbs, the more dangerous the curses become, and the more his relationships blur the line between desire and survival. What to expect: The novel is a perfect blend of smut and fantasy. Tags: Yandere, Smut, Harem, Genius MC, Exciting Action, Bloodpumping fights, Netori, No-netorare, No netorase/ BL/ Yaoi, System + Detailed world-building, Intriguing character developments, High-stakes progression, Dark fantasy, Monster-girl? … Every 100 powerstones by the end of the week equals an extra chapter.

Veston stands divided, the Great Lords all vying for the Throne, slowly tearing apart a realm that has never known true peace. During this time, four people, all born seventeen years ago, all move forward, with a command they heard before their birth, already deciding their fate. Tristan Cosmaton, a princeling of the Cosmaton dynasty, resides at the Everlight Palace, a place where everything is a performance. After the late King's death, the realm elects a new ruler, fearing the civil war that could erupt under normal succession rules. After seventeen years of blending into the background, with the sole goal of survival, Tristan finally decided to step out of the shadows, not through ambition but a belief that it was the next step for what he had always done. After seventeen years, Alice is finally granted the title Magi and is given the freedom she has always craved to explore the Mad House and learn the horrors and wonders that exist beyond the doors that line the magical tower. Charging ahead, she slowly delves deeper into the world's history and forbidden truths, pursuing the goal she doesn't truly understand the cost of. Isis journeys through the nine realms of Veston and beyond, chronicling the world's stories, from the mundane to the exotic. For her, the world is one big story; everything worthwhile has its own novelty and beauty. With a command from before birth, she dismisses, Isis stumbles forward, filling her endless diary, inching ever closer to the inevitable choice she must make. With one prophecy before birth, 'Defend the Dove of Salvation, ' Oliver rises from a Lordless Knight, searching for a liege he doesn't know to become the greatest sword in the realm. Oliver tries to navigate a world that tramples over the ideals of Chivalry, experiencing a world he despises for the sole goal of finding the one he must protect. ----------------------- Other than the first short arc, which introduced all the characters at once, each one will separate each person's stories unless they meet or are within close proximity to one another. ----------- Cover art will be commissioned once I have money to do so and depending on if I feel like it is worthwhile to continue this novel.

Lili and Luca are inseparable, but the air shifts when Luca’s brother arrives. His gaze is a silent command, and despite the warnings screaming in her head, Luca, who knows Lili's every laugh but cannot see the secret she’s starting to hide.

I hatched from an egg in Hell with memories… and almost no power. . . . Thirteen-year-old Knull Belial is the weakest trash in the Belial territory—bullied, ignored, and one year away from becoming cannon fodder against Heaven’s angels. Then the impossible happens. Overlord Elara Noctis Belial—the Goddess of Darkness and the mother who created him personally summons her most pathetic son for an ancient ritual. But why? ***** I'm planning for a good plot and some r-18 too. MC IS ECCENTRIC KING. Sometimes even I have hard time keeping in control .

Being transmigrated wasn't in Reis's bucket list. Being so in an unpredictable world with danger lurking everywhere? Not even in his nightmare journal. So he definitely isn't thrilled when his soul is literally dragged out into a void and forced into a foreign body. Or about the blue screen of doom, trying to convince him that everything was exactly how it was supposed to be. Like hell it was right for him to be in line for the throne. Surely, Reis had run out of luck. But that didn't mean he was foolish enough to play hero. No. Why must he sacrifice his peace for something so foolish? Reis just had to wait. Until the royal family let their guard down, and he had enough money to escape far away. Just enough to escape heaven's eyes. And someone promised to help. Someone who didn't even know how to hold a human right side up. The fearsome guardian, who, for some reason, picked the weakest human to bother. It cost Reis half his mortal soul and a bit more, but what can he do? Escaping the throne is more important than dignity. Once the trouble's off his shoulder, he'd find a peaceful land to settle in and spend the rest of his mortal life lazing away. The perfect escape plan. But how is he supposed to escape from this so-called guardian again, at least before losing himself entirely? Well, not anytime soon. *** Antihero, bitter MC X Villainous, transcend level ML.

Zindagi Me Thodi Pareshani

The empire has fallen. For ten years, Kai lived in the shadows—patiently, deliberately—shaping himself into the blade that would one day cut down the throne that abandoned him. When the rebellion finally comes, it ends faster than anyone expected. Clean. Precise. Inevitable. And when it’s over— Kai claims the empire without hesitation. Almost. Because there is one life he chooses not to take. Ray Elian De Morvain. The youngest prince. Frailed by an unknown illness. Quiet. Unremarkable. A boy who, by all logic, won’t live long enough to matter. “There’s no need to kill someone who’s already dying.” It should have ended there. But death does not come as expected. And Ray is not as simple as he appears. There is something about him— Something in the way he watches. The way he speaks. The way he accepts things most people would break under. Something… that doesn’t quite belong. As the two brothers are forced into each other’s orbit, what begins as indifference slowly turns into something far more dangerous. Because some things refuse to stay buried. And some bonds— no matter how unwanted— cannot be severed so easily. Even in blood.

[Mature Content - R18+ | Lustful Romance] The law says you must fall in love in six months. But what if you’ve already sinned with the wrong man in one night? In the Kingdom of Arindale, marriage is not a contract—it is a performance. The egotistical Emperor and his romance-addicted Empress believe they are the world’s greatest matchmakers. Their law is simple: every high-society couple has six months to "fall in love" through a series of mandated, intimate courtships. To fail is to insult the Crown; to succeed is to secure the bloodline. Lady Kaia Taryn is the black sheep of a decorated military house, a rebel with a sharp tongue and zero interest in the "perfect" life. Her sister, Victoria, is the empire's darling—the woman destined to marry the Paragon of Arindale: Prince Aeron Valdamar. To the ton, Prince Aeron is a statue of virtue—cold, disciplined, and untouchable. But Kaia knows the truth. She knows the way his hands feel when they aren't wearing white gloves. She knows the dark, voyeuristic hunger in his eyes. And she knows exactly what he sounds like when he’s breaking every rule of "respectable" society. Because one month ago, under a mask of anonymity and a haze of spirits, Kaia and Aeron shared a night of depravity that should have remained a ghost. Now, Kaia has been moved into the palace, promised to Aeron's soft-spoken younger brother, Prince Beckett. She is forced to watch her "perfect" sister be courted by the man who branded her skin in the dark. But Aeron has no intention of playing the saint for long. Behind the silk curtains of the palace, a treacherous game begins. It starts with a lingering look during a royal promenade. It escalates to secret touches beneath the Emperor's banquet table. Soon, Aeron is demanding more than just her memories—he wants to watch her break, and he wants her to watch him ruin her. Between the Empress’s forced romantic dates and the constant threat of the gallows, Kaia and Aeron are spinning a web of lies. They are supposed to be falling for their betrothed, but in the shadows of the Arindale court, they are busy committing the most delicious treason of all. Falling in love was the law. Falling in lust was their death warrant.

[Warning: Mature Content 18+] The dark look in his Hades' eyes caused my body to tingle. For the first time in my life, I felt seen and wanted. "Leave now if you don't want this" there was a rough edge to his tone but there was something else. Desire. Instead of doing what he asked, I took a step closer to him...... Born a slave, Iris has known only cruelty from wolf to wolf, mocked by her fellow humans and hunted by the pack. When a prank drags her into the sacred mating ritual, she stumbles into the center of the circle and everything breaks: the feared Alpha Warrior, Hades, names her in front of the entire kingdom. A human. His mate. Claimed by a man no one dared to cross, the Cursed alpha and the King's blade. Iris is pulled into a world of iron law, whispered curses, and bitter enemies. Hades is a storm, silent, brutal, and bound by a curse that has killed every woman he chose as his mate. As enemies close in and betrayals surface, Iris discovers a power she never knew she had and a truth that could topple kings: she is no ordinary slave. She is the key to breaking the curse and when others find out who she truly is, she becomes a target. Her inner power reveals her as the Ultimate wolf queen and she fights beside Hades conquering their enemies. They end years of human slavery. Love forged in blood becomes war. Allies gather, loyalties shatter, and in the roar of battle Iris must choose; stay hidden as the mate of a Cursed alpha or rise as the wolf queen who will remake the world.

[Rebirth + Abuse of Trash + Sweet Love] In her previous life, Su Li was blind and helped her husband to ascend to a high position. When he became successful, she abandoned him. Her grandfather's family and her father, the Shangshu, who had lived a clear and upright life, were decapitated and beheaded. She herself died with two bodies and could not close her eyes. God has eyes and she was reborn. In this life, she protects her relatives and steps on scumbags and bitches. When the scars faded, her appearance was stunning. Her medical skills were superb and amazing. ... A certain prince who was upright and elegant outside was clinging to the beauty in his arms: "This prince feels uncomfortable all over, and I need Li'er to check it out." Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! Join me on Patreon: Patreon.com/flokixy

At the center of the universe stands Pramba Earth, the home of the L-Bearers. The rulers who govern the 12 Earths with an iron hand and a rigid system that degrades human dignity. For seven thousand years, a great history has been erased, leaving the world in darkness about the truth of their past. An absolute prohibition has been imposed on anyone who studies or seeks the true facts of history. Jōgan, a young man who grew up on the isolated Earth Gaia, never imagined that he would become the most dangerous target of pursuit in the galaxy. He is the heir of the Ten'nen Eye, sealed with an ancient power feared by the rulers of Pramba. Now, with the power he has inherited, Jōgan must journey across the 12 Earths. Meeting the people who have long awaited the heir. Reclaiming the destiny and the throne that were stolen. The journey has begun, and the buried history will soon rise again.

Jeremy, son of a wealthy family, was just busy enjoying his peaceful life. But all of a sudden, he was transmigrated into the body of Jeremiah de Thorne from the novel “The Troubles of the Nobilities”. It is a story written by his friend about the bloody political struggles between the empire’s powerful figures. But after Jeremy transmigrated…the strict prime minister known for his hard-to-please personality, the crown prince of the empire who was supposedly a dangerous and bloodthirsty person, the bishop from the church who was known for his solitary attitude, and the magic tower master who was said to be a crazy mysterious figure…they are all…not as bad as what the novel described them? Yes, they are all very good people! That is Jeremy’s assessment of the key characters of the supposedly bloody novel he is currently in.

WARNING: 18+ content story. Mission: 100 power stones. Current: 34 power stones. Double update promised once mission goal has been met. Sold for three grains of rice, Elara was meant to be nothing—a pawn in a game of power she didn’t understand. But the moment she stepped into the palace, her life became a battlefield of desire, obsession, and secrets. King Kaelis, cursed and cold, rules with iron and fire. No one bends his will… except her. She cannot read him, cannot control him, and yet, he dominates her every thought. As jealousy, lust, and dark ambition clash within the palace walls, alliances will crumble, hearts will break, and even the strongest minds will falter. In a world where destiny cannot be escaped and betrayal hides behind every smile, Elara must navigate deadly schemes, forbidden desires, and a love that consumes all reason. To survive… she must become untouchable.

Three years ago, the Zahryssar Empire saved the Northern Kingdom of Thalryn from absolute annihilation. In gratitude—and desperation—Duke Veyrhold of Thalryn swore a vow to the Coiled Throne: he would send a bride to the Serpent Emperor. But gratitude soon turned to fear. The ruler of Zahryssar, Zeramet Karash, Prime Alpha of a bloodline, was rumored to be a monster—the Serpent King who wiped out his own bloodline, a ruler no consort had ever survived, and a sovereign who could erase a person’s very identity. No omega stepped forward and the promise remained unfulfilled. Until Zahryssar demanded payment. “If I could save your kingdom,” the Emperor declared, “I can erase it just as easily.” With war threatening once more and innocent lives at stake, the Duke made a final choice to send his own omega daughter—only to be refused by her; she chose death over being sent to a monster. And then, his son stepped forward. Levin Veyrhold, Alpha heir of House Veyrhold—warrior, future heir of Veyrhold—offered himself instead. No Omega could survive the Serpent Emperor… but perhaps an Alpha could. In a world where vows are law, power is biology, and love is the most dangerous defiance of all, can Levin Veyrhold survive the serpent emperor?

In an empire where women rule and men are claimed, a princess learns how intoxicating power can be. Princess Isolde is forced into marriage not once—but many times. Each consort is meant to restrain her, weaken her, shame her. Instead, she turns them into something far more dangerous. A general who resists her touch even as he obeys her command. A priest who calls her temptation and cannot look away. A court darling who chooses her first—and dares anyone to challenge it. A scholar whose restraint hides devastating devotion. A foreign prince who offers his body, his loyalty, and his ruin. Their bonds begin in ink and law. They deepen in whispered strategy, lingering glances, and nights where politics are planned behind locked doors. As rival princesses close in and the throne draws nearer, Isolde discovers that desire is not a weakness—but a weapon. And she intends to wield it.

Hermi did not volunteer for this marriage. She is a royal bastard, hunted down by a father she has never met, then handed off to a foreign king whose name is whispered like a curse. A perfectly efficient solution for everyone involved. Except Hermi. That foreign king rules a wasteland so barren and forsaken that the six surrounding kingdoms use it as a dumping ground for criminals and exiles. He is rumored to be a tyrant. Every princess sent before her is said to have died within months. Hermi's expectations are, understandably, low. She arrives with exactly one goal: survive long enough to burn her home kingdom to the ground. A modest ambition, all things considered. Survival, however, turns out to be complicated. The land is hostile. Her husband runs cold and scorching in equal measure. The crown on her head feels less like power, and more like a very formal death sentence. Then, somewhere between a wasteland and a husband who wouldn't stop watching her, Hermi awakens something the continent hasn't seen in thousands of years. A magic so ancient and absolute it rewrites the rules of the world. The kind that makes kingdoms nervous. The kind that makes alliances form overnight. Hermi arrived in the wasteland to start a war. She didn't expect to become the reason the entire world has no choice but to declare one against her. — Tags: Dark Romantasy, Morally Grey, Political Intrigue, Kingdom Building, Power Couple, Slow Burn, War, Dragons, Monster Hunt, Magic System, Level Up, Power Growth — Warning: Explicit Gore and Sexual Content

His family was slaughtered. His dragons were poisoned. His throne, stolen. Prince Drexo Dragarian was meant to rule Astarous. Instead, he became its most wanted fugitive. But the one who should hate him the most, chose him for love. Maria Woodland. The sister of the man who destroyed his house. The deadliest sword in Snowland. She didn’t just betray her bloodline, she became his greatest weapon. Together, they rise without dragons, carving through kingdoms with steel, strategy, and a love that was never meant to exist. But in a world built on alliances and power, love is a liability. A broken engagement threatens their army. A king rises to crush them. And betrayal begins to grow from within. As war spreads across the nine kingdoms, Drexo must fight for more than a throne. Because the woman who made him unstoppable, might also be the reason he loses everything.

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?

He is the Supreme Heavenly Dao— the origin of all laws, the creator of every world, and the one who appointed countless Heavenly Daos to govern existence in his stead. Above him stands no heaven. Before him kneel all Daos. Except one. The Supreme Heavenly Empress—the only being he does not command, the only will he has ever chosen to follow. After ruling eternity and watching mortals love, age, and perish from beyond fate, the Supreme Heavenly Dao makes an impossible decision: to reincarnate into a mortal world with his Empress—not to escape power, but to experience love once more from the beginning. They descend with unsealed memories and undiminished power, concealing their supremacy as they live as ordinary mortals beneath the heavens they once created. Unknown to the appointed Heavenly Daos, their creator now walks among the very laws he forged. In a world where destiny is absolute, two mortals meet—already bound by a love older than time. As forgotten truths awaken, hidden Daos tremble, and their children are reborn across realms, the balance of existence begins to shift. For when the Dao itself chooses love over dominion, even heaven must learn to bow. This is a story of eternal devotion, family beyond divinity, and a supreme being who rules all creation— yet willingly kneels before one woman.

Old people used to say—"Watch your mouth. Once a word leaves, it never comes back." Nonsense, I thought. Pure, unadulterated nonsense. At least, that’s what I thought before today. Now, I’m sitting in an office that smells like pure disappointment, staring at a boss who can only be described as a fat, bald rhino. And I mean it. Not a single strand of hair. Smooth. Shiny. Reflecting my bad decisions right back at me. And the horn? Judging by his face, it looked like the rhino tried climbing a mountain and got the horn stuck halfway. Impossible, right? Yeah, that’s what I thought too. But look at this—today, a rhino is sitting in a chair, in an office, acting like he owns the world. Clearly, anything is possible. Now, all of this was supposed to stay in my head. A thought. A private, safe, non-life-threatening thought. But me? Why would I act normal? Why would I choose peace when I can personally ruin my entire life? So, instead of walking out quietly, I said it. "You fat rhino. I quit." ... Ah. Beautiful. Truly, I had the aura of a domineering CEO. Except for one small issue: I’m not the heroine of some high-end drama. There was no background music. No slow-motion exit. No hidden identity. Just me. A nuisance with no powerful family and no backup. If my ancestors could see me right now, they’d crawl out of their graves just to beat me up themselves. But it’s fine. Because according to every story I’ve ever read, I just need to raise my fist, land one punch, and—Boom. He flies two buildings away and I become a local legend. My fist landed. A solid, direct hit. ... Why was the rhino not moving? Not even an inch? New plan. There’s a door. There’s a security. There’s exactly one decision left: Die or run. So, obviously, I ran. "Grab her!" That was the last thing I heard before everything turned into chaos. I’m fast. I really am. Feet hitting the pavement, breath tearing out of my chest—I was doing great. I was surviving. I— Wait. Weren’t there people chasing me? Why did it suddenly go quiet? Their mouths were moving, but no sound came out. What kind of horror movie logic was this? And why were they looking at me like— BAM. Something hit me. My body lifted off the ground before crashing down hard enough to knock the soul out of my lungs. Right. So that part wasn't just in the movies. Damn. If I had known I was going to die like this, I would’ve at least shoved that novel straight down that old rhino’s throat before leaving. Seven Years Later... "Young Miss… would you be willing to marry me?" "Shut up." Isla didn’t even spare him a glance as she shoved the boy aside. He stumbled back, stunned, while another immediately stepped forward, far too eager. "Miss, I think I’m the better choi—" Slap. The crisp sound cut through the air, leaving the second boy frozen, his cheek reddening under her palm. "Both of you. Get lost." Before the silence could settle, another rushed in, holding out a delicately wrapped box. "Miss, here is a cake for you—" "Get. Lost." Her voice dropped an octave, sharp enough to slice through his courage. "The Young Miss only likes me!" another declared, pushing forward with ridiculous confidence. "Miss, this is a doll for you—" The voices overlapped. Gifts appeared one after another—cakes, dolls, trinkets—as if they thought piling offerings at her feet would win her over. In the middle of it all, Isla sat frozen. Her face flushed a deep red—but not from embarrassment. Her fingers curled against her lap, nails digging into her skin. What the hell is going on…? Her gaze swept across them, sharp and almost feral. Aren’t the male leads supposed to kill me? Her jaw tightened. Then why—God! How did I end up taming these crazy psychos?