Kisha Aldens is a normal office worker with average earnings, not until she suddenly sees a system countdown in front of her. Her mind suddenly received a prompt warning about the apocalypse and urged her to integrate with the system to assist her with her survival. "Have I overworked myself again?" She thought while pinching the bridge of her nose. She blinked a few more times but the system interface is still there. Little did she know that this system would be her last lifeline in the upcoming apocalypse where human morals would be the lowest, trust is only a word and betrayal could happen in the blink of an eye. A naive person like her had to learn her lesson the hard way on how to survive and navigate in the zombie-infested world. And the worst part, she had to die 99 times to harden her heart and learn how to read the human heart. How will her 100th time be different from the previous lives, will she survive this time? And will survival be her only problem in the heart of the Apocalypse? No, there was a deeper scheme in play which she has to uncover moving forward.

Mailah has spent her life searching for something she couldn’t name—until the day fate brings her face to face with her twin sister, Lailah, after fifteen years apart. Raised in separate worlds—one of hardship, the other of elegance—the sisters are finally reunited. Their time together is fleeting… but unforgettable. And then Lailah drops a shattering truth: she's dying. After Lailah’s death, Mailah receives two letters—one revealing a hidden life, the other offering her a choice that borders on the unthinkable. Lailah had been married to a reclusive billionaire who never knew she was ill. And now, she’s giving Mailah the chance to step into her shoes, to take her place in a world of unimaginable luxury—and carefully buried lies. With only a wedding photo and cryptic instructions to guide her, Mailah enters a sprawling estate where no one greets her, no one questions her presence… and no one seems to care that Lailah has changed. Days blur into silence. Weeks pass without a glimpse of the man she’s meant to call her husband. Until one night, the bedroom door creaks open. He walks in—her husband, smelling of whiskey and loss. Tall. Devastating. Tragic. Drunk on sorrow, he calls her “Lailah” with aching tenderness and reaches for her like a man grasping at a dream. His touch sends fire through her veins, and in that moment, Mailah realizes: nothing in Lailah’s letters prepared her for him. He is not just handsome—he’s magnetic, burdened with mystery, and unknowingly grieving a woman who’s already gone. But as Mailah falls deeper into his world—and his arms—she must tread carefully. She is living a lie in the name of love, and the truth could ruin everything. Can a love born of deception still be real? And if he discovers who she really is… will he choose her anyway?

[Mature Content] [18+ Only] [Smut] "Then let's dissolve our mate bond and reject each other! That way, you can make Claire your official Luna!" Addison's chest rose and fell violently, her breaths ragged with fury. "Who said you could leave? You are MINE!" Zion turned feral and took Addison back to their chambers and ravaged her for three days and three nights... "I'll make sure you're tied to this bed, and your legs are so weak you won’t even be able to stand," Zion snarled, pinning her down. His dark eyes flickered with gold, a clear sign that his wolf was watching her from just beneath the surface. ... Because they never truly tried to understand each other, their relationship was filled with misunderstandings. Zion, blinded by his petty pride and desire for revenge, refused to defend himself. He wanted Addison to pay for what he believed she owed him, but that very resentment became his own downfall. Addison, on the other hand, couldn’t wait forever for him to let go of his hatred and pain. She was ready to walk away. But when she finally disappeared from his world, Zion lost his mind. He turned his own pack upside down in a desperate bid to avenge the abuse and torture she had suffered. Yet it was too late—she was gone. And worst of all, he never had the chance to tell her the truth: the pup in the other woman's belly wasn’t his. He couldn’t openly reveal it either, because that woman held a special status they couldn’t afford to offend. Zion had sent Addison away to protect her from being killed, but his pride had cost him everything. Hurting her became his greatest regret—one that overshadowed even the death of his father, the former Alpha. But the Moon Goddess had other plans. Their paths crossed once again. And then, Zion saw her. No, them. Addison had a son. No—she had sons. There was another one. Regret clawed at him. He had once taunted her, wanting to break her, but now all he wanted was to make amends—to reclaim the family he had lost. But how? The gap between them was wider than ever. She wasn’t someone he could simply walk up to anymore. Would he ever get the chance to fix what he had broken? Or would Addison choose the mate her father, the Alpha King, had picked for her? After all, she wasn’t just anyone—she was the Alpha King’s only daughter, destined to be the first female Alpha King in history.

In a world where psychic power determines destiny, every person undergoes an initiation ceremony at eighteen. Talent rank decides everything. When Zhao Mu awakens the lowest possible E-rank talent, the verdict is immediate: Hopeless. A wasted future. His ability—[Demon Clown]—is mocked as useless. After all, without spiritual talent, how far could skill training really go? But what no one realizes is this: [Demon Clown] doesn’t just increase skill proficiency— it increases everything. And it has no limit. Breathing becomes cultivation. Walking turns into movement techniques. Sleeping evolves into profound enlightenment. Breathing → Turtle Breathing → Supreme Exhalation Art Walking → Light Steps → Swift Phantom Movement Sleeping → Deep Sleep → Zhuangzi’s Butterfly Dream No matter how ordinary the action, once activated, proficiency grows endlessly. While others chase rare abilities and high-rank talents, Zhao Mu quietly trains the basics—until those basics evolve into god-level techniques. By the time the world realizes the truth, the so-called “E-rank trash” has already surpassed them all. This is the story of a man who proves that the strongest talent is the one that never stops improving.

“Unlucky” would be the nice way to describe Lucas’ luck. He wasn’t just down bad. He was practically cursed. As someone who never asked to exist, he’s had to experience medical torture, imprisonment, and eventually death. And that was just his first life. Then, just as he thought of escaping his fate, he transmigrates into the body of the Empire’s most useless Flower Vase. Great, now he should have status, wealth, and beauty, right? Wrong. Because his new body, Young Lord Luca Kyros, was a vegetable. And what’s worse was that no one else seemed to know the truth. To everyone else, he was just your typical rebellious heir. He wouldn’t have minded that. He was used to being called a harlot or similar names for being a defective Guide. But the problem was he woke up right smack in the middle of the Royal Military Academy’s Assessment test. And his double body, the one who should be attending school, perished in an ambush. So now, he’s forced to resolve his existential crisis while attending a school he never even enrolled in. He’ll have to conquer his flimsy body, his brooding roommate, and his picky-eater “dungeon”—all that on top of surviving impending doom. Someone definitely needs a miracle.

Ghost portals opened all across the world, and getting possessed seemed as common as catching a fever. As such, humanity was forced to live in safe zones that were steadily shrinking day by day. Yet to Lana, nothing was new. She was reborn on the day when the true daughter of the Almond family returned. She watched as Brenda, her murderer from the past life, was pampered by the Almond siblings. “Lana, you should know your place and leave.” Eldest Young Almond ordered with glacial disdain. “A wretch like you never belonged to the Almond Family. Pitiful mutt.” Second Young Master Almond chuckled, his venom-laced words resounding, “And if possible, stop comparing yourself to Brenda. She is a rare awakened Dream Warden, while you... sigh. Marry a beggar, and that would be the grandest achievement in your life.” “I always wondered why a dim-witted person like her ended up as our sister. Sigh... I am concerned that she might perish after being possessed by a roadside ghost.” The Third Young Master derided. For safety and peace, Lana left the Almond family and forged her own empire. Trash? She became a supreme Talisman Practitioner! Marry a beggar? The wealthy heirs in Brookvale lined up to wed her! Die in the hands of a roadside ghost? The specters in the ghost zones trembled upon hearing her name! Poor mutt? Heh! Her business empire earned her billions of dollars every single month! Even her past life’s moonlight was shamelessly flirting with her! Lana never thought that her past life's misery was orchestrated by a schemer, neither she thought that her luck was stolen away by the docile lovable daughter of the Almond family. In this life, she vowed to live a thriving life and protect her luck. She fought off ghosts haunting her world while fighting the mysterious forces. .......................................................................................... Extract “Mister, I feel a connection with you. Would you like to adopt me?” Lana fluttered her eyelashes while gazing at the handsome young man with lustrous black hair. Yet what intoxicated her the most was the radiant purple and gold aura around her past life’s moonlight! So delicious! She longed to devour him whole! “No.” His deep voice reverberated in Lana’s heart, making her freeze for a second. ‘Ah... sure enough... an untouchable flower like him... is out of my league!’ “However... I do need a silver cat.” His words were laced with ambiguity as he stared at her intently, “Especially the dauntless one that loves to sneak into my bed at night and claw my admirers.” Lana •silver cat•: “...” Ugh... no, it’s not me .....................................................................................

Jin was just another model ship hobbyist—until a cosmic glitch dropped him into the world of One Piece... along with his prized aircraft carrier. Within hours, he’d already made a fatal mistake: killing King Wapol. Then things got worse. When his model carrier swallowed the king’s Munch-Munch Fruit, it didn’t just transform—it awoke. A sentient, evolving Demon Carrier, driven by a single, monstrous instinct: to consume other Devil Fruits. It devoured the Mushroom-Mushroom Fruit—and turned itself into a living factory. It devoured the More-More Fruit—and wiped out a Buster Call in one shot. It devoured the Flare-Flare Fruit—and its burning deck became an inferno that melted entire islands. Now, across the Grand Line, a new warning echoes through the ranks of the Marines: Threat Level—UNKNOWN. Target is not human. Target is a nation on wings. DO NOT ENGAGE.

What if the world was never as ordinary as it seemed? What if magic didn’t vanish but simply slipped into the margins of history, waiting for a single choice to awaken it? On one quiet, fateful night, Cody Rivera was meant to duel Dwayne Newhiskey. But what if that moment never happened? What if the mirror held up to our world showed something else entirely, something unfamiliar, brilliant… or dangerously dark? This is a story of that reflection. A world reshaped by familiar names, altered paths, and dreams long forgotten. Inspired by a lot of video games.

"Just how long have you been messing around in the Shinobi world? I’ve been here since the Sage of Six Paths founded Ninshu!" I was there for the battle against Kaguya. I was still there during the clash between Indra and Asura... I have witnessed the rise and fall of eras, sitting idly by as the Shinobi world wages its endless wars. Though I rarely lift a finger, legends of my existence are etched into every corner of this world. Time is a ruthless blade that strikes down even the brightest of prodigies, but I intend to stand taller than time itself. I am the one who knows all there is to know in the Shinobi world—a true Immortal! .............................. "Let's take a look at your 'Shinobi Age'." "Oh? You've already reached a century old? My, you gave me quite a fright!" "Let me give you a baseline number, just so you can grasp the sheer caliber of the veteran standing before you..." "My age in the Shinobi World is.... 5,000 YEARS!!!"

Waking up on a blood-soaked World War II battlefield, I was nothing more than a disposable war reporter destined for a stray bullet. Then, the [Superhero Interactive System] booted up. My ticket to survival? Summoning powerhouse characters from beyond the Marvel Universe. But my starter pack didn't grant me saints. It gave me monsters. First came the arrogant, ruthless Soldier Boy from The Boys. Next came DC’s twisted flesh-sculptor, Professor Pyg. In that instant, I saw the ultimate blueprint. I deployed Soldier Boy to the frontlines as the Allied forces' golden savior, basking in the adoration of millions. Meanwhile, I infiltrated Professor Pyg into Hydra, transforming him into a stitched-together nightmare that broke the enemy's sanity. With the gods of the Allies and the demons of the Axis all under my thumb, the greatest war in human history became my personal puppet show. As a broken Red Skull stared at my creations, he could only scream: "Are you God or the Devil?"

Everyone has friends in their lives, right? They can be anyone—good friends, bad friends, or even... friends with benefits. Ahem! Anyway, the point is, everyone has friends. And so did I. I was friends with author of web novel. Yeah, was. A small argument over how the main character should act in novel of [World’s Greatest Hero] led to a fight with my friend, the author. Still frustrated, I stormed out of his house... and that’s when Truck-kun hit me. But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part? I woke up in a different body—the body of a side character in my friend’s novel. A character who is supposed to die in the prologue. I was Doomed from the start! [Your body is dying!] [You don’t have much time left.] [The creator of this world is mocking you.] F#ck you, Author. F#ck this novel. I will survive, and when I do—I'll beat you to a pulp! --- [WSA2025 ENTRY!] Additional tags: # Academy # Alternate World # Fantasy World # Male Protagonist # Misunderstandings # Multiple Love Interests # Obsessive Love # Possession # Romantic Subplot # Special Abilities # Transported to Another World # Yandere [Author Note:- I don't need any castle or spacecraft, etc. i think it's waste of money sending those big gifts. So save your money and just read if you like the novel.]

It’s the age of superhumans! Genetic modifications, Cybernetic enhancements, magic enchantments- the choice is yours! For the right price, you can rise above the masses and gain power only ever seen in myths! For the right price! No matter how far humanity advances, power will always fall in the hands of the wealthy few. It was a truth Dante learned at a very young age and with it came a burning hatred for those who use power to oppress and dominate. The flames grew stronger once he found himself faced with the cruelty of those who rule from above. Left all alone in the world, robbed of everyone he cherished, Dante swore revenge on those who hurt him, but true power couldn’t be fought with hatred alone. In his search for a weapon that could help him take his revenge, Dante crosses paths with a certain Artifact, his fate taking a turn he could never have anticipated. =================================== This is not a Fan Fic. Check out my other works: Valkyrie Smash. Support the book on Patreon.com/Nomanalive

The cost of vengance could be one's own soul. A Jason AU story. pàtreøn.cøm/Da_suprememaverick

Yang Xiong, an ordinary man from Blue Star, is reborn in the Douluo Continent. His father serves as an outer sect deacon of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, and he awakens a Body Martial Soul that others dismiss as useless. Yet Yang Xiong knows its hidden power. Through relentless body cultivation and soul training, he rises step by step, transforming from an underestimated youth into a Soul Master capable of rivaling the gods themselves. A journey of reincarnation, cultivation, and power growth begins. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Cortez10  

It's the story of a cursed sailor named Mikael, who sailed the seas in search of glory, fame, lost islands, and treasure, until he entered the lost island pirates talked and sang about in taverns. [EXTRA] NAME OF THE STORY: BLACK MARK The Black Mark is a notorious curse. A thin, round black paper appears on the victim's palm, making them immortal until sunset, Then they die permanently. No resurrection. No power can undo it. Some believe the whole crew is destined to die, while others believe only the one bearing the curse will die. THE CURSE CANNOT BE CAST BY SOMEONE. (Remember, the story is about Mikael, not the Black Mark.) [Cover by: me]

At sixteen, Saint should be worrying about school, friends, and growing up. Instead, he is being watched, measured, and hunted by those who would use him for their own gain. Every choice, every step, every ally could turn into a trap. Saint does not want power. He does not want destiny. He wants freedom. The kind of freedom that seems impossible in a world built on corruption, ambition, and secrets that stretch back centuries. As whispers of his lineage spread and danger draws closer, Saint must navigate a path he never asked for, discovering who he can trust, what he is truly capable of, and whether a life of his own is even possible.

A guy wakes up as Klaus Mikaelson, This ir Tried Progenitor

Distant green mountains, a secluded village, and an ordinary youth whose only goal was survival. Yet, a mundane mortal life transforms into the arduous path of cultivation. In such a place, who is genuine and who is a facade? Who will be the one to finally find themselves as an eternal companion of the bright moon? The world of cultivation begins from this moment Support my Patreon (ekkothedemon), which is ahead and has free chapters. (Chapters upto 1600 on patreon. scheduled upto chapter 800 here , which will be sometime in June to get to Chapter 800)

Reborn in Peerless Tang Sect as Huo Yuhao, I defy the plans of the Tang God King and reject the tragic fate set for me. I refuse to join the Tang Sect or go to Shrek Academy. With my knowledge of the original story, I directly align myself with the Sun and Moon Empire. One day, I will storm the God Realm and drag Tang San down from his throne as God King! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Albino1

The Third Shinobi World War has ended, but peace has not truly arrived. With the Third Mizukage forced to step down, the Three-Tails fallen into slumber after the death of its Jinchuriki, Kirigakure weakened by war, and hostile forces watching from every direction, the Land of Water stands at the edge of chaos. At that moment, sixteen-year-old Rei Kaguya steps forward. Born into the Kaguya clan and raised in the ruthless shadow of the Bloody Mist, Rei is not content with merely surviving the age of war. Armed with a mysterious rune system, terrifying combat talent, and a mind sharp enough to see through the political games of the Five Great Shinobi Villages, he seizes the title of Fourth Mizukage. But becoming Mizukage is only the beginning. To save Kirigakure from becoming a village ruled by blood, fear, and endless killing, Rei must reform its broken system, suppress ambitious clans, outmaneuver foreign enemies, and reshape the future of shinobi itself. Konoha, Iwagakure, Kumogakure, Root, Akatsuki, Uchiha Obito, Madara’s shadow, and the hidden currents of the ninja world all begin moving around him. In an era where monsters decide the fate of nations, Rei Kaguya asks only one question: “Who agrees? Who opposes?” Author ：埃尔德卷轴 Translator: Inkveil_

Kyle found himself back in 1995 when he was 18 years old. At this time his mother is still alive and his family still owns his father's Toy shop. Now that he has come back to this point in time he doesn't want any regret in his life, he will not let his mother die. Just as the release of “Toy Story” was on the horizon, and the dawn of the Internet age was approaching, with the knowledge about the future, he was going to make his own. Titles like “Harry Potter”, “Pirates of the Caribbean”, “Fast and Furious”, and “Avengers” are certainly ones you recognise. Reborn in Hollywood, he aimed to be a charismatic traveller through time. ......................... This is a translation of a novel with some changes Raw: 好莱坞从动画开始 ......................... You can access 60+ advance chapter on Patreon:- patreon.com/Stories_hub739

Genres Mafia | Crime | Dark Drama | Family Drama | Psychological | Thriller | Power & Conflict | Mystery Main Genres: Mafia Crime Drama Family Psychological Thriller( 25+ ) Today, the entire mafia family has gathered for a family reunion. Alexander's son, Olga's father, along with her uncles, aunts, cousins, and other family members, are all present. As Alexander sits on the couch, smoking his usual cigarette with a cold, emotionless expression, Olga enters the grand hall. Every eye turns toward her. Her appearance and growth immediately catch everyone's attention. Alexander slowly lifts his gaze and fixes his terrifying eyes on Olga. He silently studies her face and notices how much she has changed since their last family gathering. The entire room falls silent. No one dares to interrupt him or make a careless move. Finally, Alexander takes a long drag from his cigarette and speaks in his deep, gravelly voice. "So..." A tense silence fills the grand hall as everyone waits to hear what the ruthless mafia patriarch will say next.

Jin Yeong lived an ordinary life. He worked an ordinary job, went home to an ordinary apartment, and was the kind of man nobody ever remembered. That all changed the day the sky cracked open over Seoul. A voice echoed across the world, mocking humanity's weakness. Monsters flooded the streets, cities fell in a single night, and every survivor was given a skill to fight back. Some awakened the power to control fire, lightning, or the earth itself. Jin awakened Limitless Weapon Mastery, a skill that let him use any weapon at its full potential and nothing more. Without magic or special powers, he seemed to have drawn the weakest hand of all. But in a world where survival meant fighting with whatever was within reach, Jin soon discovered that his skill held far more than anyone expected. With nothing but his skill and the will to protect the people beside him, Jin began his journey through a broken world, where anything he holds can kill.

A chance encounter in Switzerland binds two strangers who refuse to share their names. He is a mafia boss, feared in the shadows, hiding behind the desire for a peaceful life. She is a brilliant medical student from a wealthy family, choosing healing over privilege, believing lives are meant to be saved—not destroyed. Their days are filled with laughter, teasing names, and stolen moments that feel too pure to exist in a world ruled by blood and power. What starts as a temporary escape turns into love neither of them planned. But secrets do not stay hidden forever. When she discovers the truth behind his world—violence, orders, and death—love shatters. Unable to accept a life built on blood, she walks away, carrying a secret of her own. Years later, fate reunites them. She is no longer alone. Between them stands a child born from a love never forgotten—a living reminder of what they once were and what they lost. Now, a man who commands death must learn how to protect life, while a woman devoted to healing must decide whether love deserves a second chance. When blood and healing collide once more, will love finally win… or will destiny demand the ultimate sacrifice?

A world where magic and gods coexist. A nameless village brimming with Mages who wield magical puppets as weapons. This is the story of Tris, a boy born and raised amidst the extraordinary and the uncanny. What challenges and adventures await him on his path ahead? WHY READ THIS: - Calculated and razor‑sharp action sequences. - The protagonist — brilliant, cunning, and utterly ruthless against the enemy. - A vast fantasy world, immersive and strikingly real. - A story woven with tightly connected plotlines. All of this—and more—awaits you within these pages. Link to my Discord: https://discord.gg/GhdsFYmRPs

Travel through the world of Swallowed Star and become the villain Zhang Haobai. Start with a skeleton clone, fight with the "divine weapon body" and "body of law", dominate the universe, roar the galaxy, lead the human race, and become invincible! Note: You can read +100 advanced chapters in my patreon: Patreon.com/Kakarot17

While traveling to another world amidst the chirping of unusual insects, Joey accidentally absorbs the soul of Yoshikage Kira. Upon awakening, he inherits three things: a Killer Queen, a severed hand of a fair-skinned woman, and a wallet radiating white light that is quite attractive to him. But before he can examine the inheritance closely, Joey discovers from a sudden event that he is not in the JoJo's Bizarre Adventure world, but in the Hunter x Hunter world! However, by the time he realizes this, Joey is already being hunted by the Chimera Ants… Note: you can read +100 advanced chapters in my patreon: Patreon.com/Kakarot17

Cheng Xiao traveled through Douluo Continent and awakened twin martial spirits, but these twin martial spirits were a little special. They were actually the Shadow King Ashborn and the Destruction King Dragon Emperor Antalis in "Solo Leveling"! "Stand up!" Countless shadows stood up and became Cheng Xiao's soldiers. Note: You can read +100 advanced chapters in my patreon: Patreon.com/Kakarot17

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ---------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/p5y6GyghQ9

Okazumi Tsutomu lived an ordinary life, but it was in death that his life would truly start. Tsutomu is given the chance to reincarnate in Naruto's world as Haruno Sakura with cheats. Unfortunately for him, he is given the wrong character template cheat due to a clerical error: the Let’s Aim to Become the Best Kunoichi, Kyuun~ Manyuu Chifusa Breast Flow System. With this joke of a system that allows her to steal other women's breasts, can the new Sakura survive until the end of the story? Or is there more to Breast Flow than meets the eye? Read and find out! (This will mostly be a comedy, so don't expect too much degeneracy or smut lol)

Politics and ancient agendas ran the world. Gods were at the top. Everyone below was naught but puppets to them, mortals that danced to the strings of their divine will. Even the strongest mortals, were still mortals in the end, no match for their divinity. One clan of blessed humans sought to defy this ancient political balance. In secrecy, they created an earth-shattering artifact, a world where time flowed different from normal, where conditions were cruel enough to ignite potential. Somehow, its existence was leaked to the supernatural world. Greed, shock, envy—and overwhelming desire, tore through all realms. A twenty-year war began over this artifact; one clan against the world. Their continued resistance fueled a vicious cycle of envy and propaganda. They could produce High-Class, even Ultimate-Class fighters en-masse. This defied the balance of the world. The Time Vault Artifact had to be obtained at all costs. The clan was destroyed in a conflict that shook the world to its core. Millions died, both mortal and divine. Divine pantheons went extinct and disasters plagued the world. Another thirty years of skirmishes burnt the little that remained to ashes. Now, after fifty years of bloodshed and ten years of peace, a survivor emerged. A confused child, only five-years of age, emerged into a time of tentative peace, a time where all factions still licked their wounds. His clan had faded into legend, and he carried their history with him—their history and...the time chamber. His journey begins in the time chamber, unwillingly whisked away by the lingering echoes of his clan. His first trial? Use the gifts of the time chamber to train for his very first life-or-death battle. Because of course the world wanted to finish what it started.

A libertine in an age of priests and philosophers seeks enlightenment through passion, deception, and the forbidden art of Ars Vitalis—the discipline that unites body, mind, and soul. In an alternate Enlightenment where superstition, faith, and reason wage quiet war, Giacomo Casanova rises from poverty in Venecia to become scholar, duelist, and rogue cultivator. His path winds through salons, convents, and beds, as each encounter draws him closer to a truth that great powers, institutions, and secret societies have buried: that desire itself is a form of power. Now, in his old age, Casanova records these adventures in his memoirs—not to boast, but to preserve the art by which he truly lived.