romance

The first thing he realized when he opened his eyes was simple. This was not his room. And this was not his body. Reincarnation? A second chance? No. He was no hero. In his previous life, he reveled in destruction. He had taken a life without remorse. If there was justice in the universe, he should have fallen into hell—not awakened in a luxurious manor a century into the future. Outside the massive glass windows, a suffocating green mist swallowed the world. Toxic fog. A ruined civilization. A future shaped by the greed of powerful men. This wasn’t salvation. It felt more a like punishment. Alone in an isolated estate, abandoned by a distant father and overshadowed by gifted siblings, the body he now inhabits belongs to a forgotten fifth son—rich, neglected, and conveniently invisible... Perfect. No one would notice if he wasn’t the original anymore. While searching for answers, he discovers something familiar. A game. YGGDRASIL. A name pulled straight from a novel he once read. Coincidence? Fate? Or something far more sinister? With unlimited funds and nothing holding him back, he purchases the most advanced full-dive system and requests a custom character—one that goes beyond the game’s normal limits. And when he finally logs in… He does not create a hero. He becomes something else. ------- Warning : This story contains BL (Boys’ Love) and yaoi themes. Some readers may not feel comfortable reading this type of content, and that’s completely fine. Everyone has different preferences. If this genre isn’t for you, please feel free to skip it. However, I kindly ask that you refrain from leaving hateful or disrespectful comments. Let’s keep the space respectful for those who wish to enjoy the story. I hope you enjoy reading it, and thank you for understanding and for giving this story a chance.

Sarah Johnson disappears in broad daylight, swallowed by a crowd that saw nothing. While her sister Molly searches desperately for answers, chilling messages from an obsessive ex resurface—messages promising he would find her. Detective Brian Dawson begins to suspect this is no random abduction, but something far more calculated. As secrets unravel and trust begins to fracture, Molly and Brian are pulled into a psychological game where the predator may be hiding in plain sight.

“Gözlərin—Your Touch crossed beyond my Flesh—even drawing the MaRRow.... from my Bones — left wounds that could UnDo me…” Existence becomes a crisis. When my own identity deceives me, when someone else’s presence steals the breath meant to be mine— that is when it becomes me… and him. Each nerve of my body move only by some inner command, humanity itself feels...as though it fades into nothing. My Everything becomes his. And I… dissolve. But.. The moment someone else enters his life… My selfhood, my belonging — all of it feels like a lie. "Sevgilim… you killed your deer—it trusted you enough to die in your hands." A LoVe StoRY with No HEART...

Well Ahmed grows up in a city that smells of decay, trapped between a family incapable of loving him and a society that refuses to accept him. Burdened by his father’s shadow and his own sense of insignificance, he clings to a single dream: to become a writer, erase his name, and escape the life he was born into. But ambition alone has never saved anyone. On the morning of his first day at a new school, Well meets Aizak at a bus station—an older, reckless presence who offers him a lighter and, unknowingly, a path toward ruin. Through Aizak, Well is drawn into a circle that includes Rain and others who share the same hunger for meaning, recognition, and escape. As their lives intersect through classrooms, public transport, and moments of quiet and public collapse, the dream that binds them begins to rot. What promises freedom reveals itself as humiliation, fragmentation, and slow self-destruction. This is not a story about becoming someone. It is a story about what remains when the dream consumes everything else. _ the novel is based on irl individuals including the author .

Aaron was the perfect stereotype of the bedroom-dwelling otaku gamer. He’d played practically every game out there and binged movies and series like a machine. Naturally, that made him the prime candidate to become the Multiverse's video game creator! Ahem... let’s rewind for a second, please. Right now, I’m facing a bit of a blunder… Aaron, the poor kid, is dead. And it’s probably my fault. Well, no, it was all part of the plan, of course! How could I—the almighty and magnificent Creator of all things—ever make a mistake? Yes, that’s it: I specifically brought the soul of dear Aaron here to entrust him with a mission of the utmost importance: creating video games across the Multiverse! (A bit of a shaky premise with no real goal, you might say? Well, yeah, I just made that up on the spot. No one can ever find out that I sneezed and accidentally caused poor Aaron’s death—my legendary dignity is at stake here.) PS: The story might feel a lot like "Marvel Game Maker" at first. That’s normal, I took some inspiration from it, but don't worry—the plot will head in its own direction very quickly, especially regarding the games developed and the worlds visited. I’m looking forward to your feedback, positive or negative, and above all, I hope you have a great time reading my story. Starting World: MARVEL Starting Game: League of Legends Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, stories, or universes mentioned in this fanfiction (Marvel, League of Legends, John Wick, Naruto, etc.). All rights belong to their respective owners. This story is for entertainment purposes only. I only own my original character (Aaron) and the specific plot of this story.

I used to have a happy family, loving parents, and a lovely girlfriend, but because of a moment of impulsiveness, I offended a school bully, and my wonderful life was torn apart little by little by him....Will he be able to stand up to the bully or keep enduring it. NTR - R18 - Harem - Incest - Humiliation - Corruption - Degradation - Netorare - Netori - Netorase

The story of an aspiring young trainer who plans to be the greatest ever. Starts in Kanto but we will explore more regions. What to expect: - Hardworking MC - Not to light, not too dark - Cool Pokémon in the team - NO AI - An original story not a translation Note: - I do not own Pokémon nor the cover. All rights are reserved with the respective owners.

Imagine waking up beside the one man you were never meant to touch. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable to everyone else… yet the only one who sees straight through you. That is how Jessica’s world begins to fall apart. One reckless night leaves her in the bed of Nick Hale, the young, ruthless CEO feared by the entire company—and the last man she should ever belong to. He is distant, controlled, and dangerously unreadable… yet when he looks at her, the ice in his eyes begins to burn. Jessica tries to run. Back to the life she thought was safe. Back to the man she believed loved her. But betrayal is waiting at her door… and in a single moment, everything she trusted shatters. With nowhere left to go, she is pulled deeper into Nick’s world—a place of power, secrets, and a passion that refuses to stay hidden. Behind his cold mask is a man who protects fiercely, desires completely, and loves in a way that is impossible to escape. Falling for him could destroy her. Walking away might break her even more. Because sometimes the man who ruins your life… is the only one who can make you feel whole again.

My father traded my future to save our past. Two years of my life, sold to Azriel Thorne—the most powerful, coldest man in London. Our marriage is a contract. A business deal. He thinks my heart is a weakness. He thinks my art is a hobby. But when we’re alone in his penthouse, and his gaze drops to my lips… the air changes. He’s the cage I agreed to live in. So why does his touch feel like the only real thing in this gilded world? They say not to fall for the devil. But what if the devil is your husband?

In Iruwa, magic is not inherited the way land or titles are. It is taken,paid for, Survived. Zalira Nembara knows this better than most. She is the last daughter of a fallen royal house, raised on what was lost rather than what was promised. She keeps her head down, her power hidden, and her name unspoken. In Iruwa, women born with moon-bound magic do not get choices. They are married into usefulness, silenced into obedience, or erased entirely. Zalira has spent her life avoiding all three. Then the Ash Crown awakens. A relic older than the kingdoms themselves. A crown that does not belong to bloodlines or tradition. A crown that chooses. Its choice places Zalira at the center of a prophecy no one agrees on and no one trusts. One kingdom calls for her execution. Another demands she be bound by marriage before her power can grow wild. And somewhere between politics and fear, a man who has never needed permission decides he wants her loyalty. Prince Kadeem Ayorun of Kisiwa is known for ending wars without apology. His rule is built on shadow, fire, and the kind of power that leaves no room for mercy. The magic in his blood reacts to Zalira’s in ways neither of them understand violent, dangerous, and far too intimate to ignore. As alliances fracture and magic begins to change its own rules, Zalira is forced to decide what she is willing to become. A queen. A weapon. Or something far more dangerous. Because in Iruwa, crowns are never taken gently. And love has never been harmless.

Years after high school's reckless games and whispered scandals, Ellaine Sinclair thought she had buried her wild past for good. Once the untouchable "play girl" - beautiful, daring, and oh-so-destructive - she vanished from everyone's life without a trace... including his. Damian Blackwood. The quiet, mysterious boy who once saw through her charm. The one man she shouldn't have wanted - yet did. Their connection was dangerous, electric, and ended the night she disappeared, leaving nothing but questions and broken trust. Now, fate drags Ellaine back to the city she swore she'd never return to, only to find Damian no longer the shy boy she knew. He's powerful, ruthless, and utterly unreadable - the CEO of Blackwood Industries, with a darkness in his eyes that mirrors her own buried guilt. When Ellaine and Damian cross paths again, old emotions ignite, but so do old wounds. Secrets unravel. Desires burn. And this time, neither of them can walk away without getting scorched.

This is a slow-burn and dark Pokémon fanfic. There is no system, no overpowered protagonist, and no sudden cheats. If that’s not your thing, feel free to skip. The MC is broke, almost as much as me lol. Barely scraping by, struggling for every Poké Dollar, and forced to make hard choices just to survive. The story shares similar vibes with Pokémon Hunter and Pokémon: Master of Tactics etc. This is a TL

Morou Kaind was a guardian in an order that aimed to protect a power sealed within 9 rings. He was not just a member of the order, but an heir to one of the rings, after all, only beings with the greatest affinity for each ring could be chosen to protect them. However, there was a betrayal by all 8 heirs that resulted in his death, and he awakens in a strange world in the body of a boy who has just committed suicide.

Waking up in the body of a 6-year-old boy a few years before Cintra is destroyed, Madara receives a system that gives him the ability to gain the powers of Uchiha Madara. [The peak of Uchiha Madara's system is before he becomes the ten-tails jinchuuriki.] The system's percentage does not stop Madara's power, but rather the system's release. After all, I don't want to see a character who goes around killing everyone from the beginning of the story.

Born as Alaric Thorne, the last son of a disgraced house, I was raised as a ward within the cold stone walls of Winterfell. For years, I grew up in the shadow of the Starks—Robb’s fiercest rival in the training yard, Jon Snow’s only true confidant, and the man Lord Eddard Stark trusted above all others to be the personal shield for his eldest daughter. I am eighteen, the same age as Sansa Stark. To the world, I am her silent, loyal shadow. To her, I am the only one who knows the fire hidden behind her "Little Dove" mask. But the world I knew was about to shatter. On the morning of my eighteenth birthday, the day the King’s wheelhouse was spotted on the horizon, a cold voice echoed in my mind. [The Bloodline Monarch System has Awakened.] ....... Harem: Sansa, Margaery Tyrell, and others to be decided as the plot unfolds. Note: This is an original work, not a translation. I am working hard to stay ahead of schedule, so you can expect consistent daily updates!

Everly, a connoisseur of orphan-to-riches tropes, always assumed her origin story began with a dramatic abandonment at the orphanage gates. Turns out, her life was even more cliché than her favorite novels! She wasn't merely dumped; she was swapped—a long-lost heiress to a vast fortune. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any more tropey, a mysterious System materialized, offering her a chance at a "good ending." The catch? Its "abilities" ranged from the utterly bizarre to the downright mortifying, making Everly question if a happy ending was truly worth the existential cringe. *** System 006: [Host, please choose 1 of these 3 system abilities!] Everly: "They're all weird! Let me just pick random!" System 006: [Hehe... host, I forgot to say that each system will have consequences, so something will happen to you when you use it...] Everly: "!!!" Days later, having been reunited with her biological family and experimenting with the System's... unique function, the consequence were already glaringly apparent. Her beloved brother: "My little sister is precious, but I need therapy to keep up with her alien-like thinking." Handsome man 1: "She's a pervert! I'm scared she'll take my innocence..." Handsome man 2: "Every time she talks, I feel like killing her. Is that normal?" NOTE: Please disconnect all logical circuits before proceeding with this novel, as it's an absolute chaotic comedy where the MC, Everly, has several screws loose in her brain. Don't expect much normalcy here—sanity checked out long ago and never came back.

Suko is a seemingly ordinary student living inside a controlled narrative universe. However, his true existence transcends classification, limits, and even the concept of measurable power. After an incident where the system itself fails to recognize his strength, reality begins adapting around his presence instead of resisting it. Living mostly in his restrained 105th Form to maintain balance, Suko navigates daily school life alongside his allies Lyria and Kaneki while secretly protecting the Prime Reality from collapse. Despite possessing the authority to erase entire causal structures, timelines, and layered universes—including fictional and meta-narrative realms—he chooses control over destruction. As tournaments, conflicts, and higher-dimensional threats emerge, it becomes increasingly clear that Suko is not simply a warrior, deity, or anomaly, but a governing constant within the story itself. Even the Author is not entirely beyond his reach. The narrative follows Suko’s effort to maintain equilibrium between infinite power and human restraint, while facing entities, systems, and outcomes that should not be able to exist.

Synopsis One million pounds. That was the price of Callie Aniston’s life. Sold at a clandestine underground auction to settle her father’s gambling debts, Callie expected to be claimed by a monster. She didn't expect to be bought by Lucas Crowley: the "King of Shadows" and the man her father blamed for his ruin. In the sterile, high-security fortress of the Crowley estate, Callie is no longer a person: she is a high-value asset. Lucas didn't buy her for companionship or a trophy. He bought her because she is the only one who can lead him to her father’s final legacy: a hidden ledger that could burn London’s underworld to the ground. As Callie navigates her new life, the lines between protector and predator begin to blur. She was raised to believe Lucas Crowley was a murderer: the man who silenced her father. But in the quiet, tense hours behind the estate’s reinforced glass, she begins to see a different truth. Lucas is cold: he is dominant and utterly dangerous. But he is also the only person standing between Callie and the people who truly killed Joe Aniston. The debt is signed. The price is paid. But in a game of shadows, the most expensive thing you can lose is your heart. What to expect: A gritty, Urban Mafia Romance. Strong, strategic Female Lead. Cold, protective Male Lead. Slow-burn tension with high emotional stakes. No instant-love: only the hard-earned kind.

I died, and then lived again. Crossing into a dead man. A strange man saved me, and he said his name was Ging. Ging Freecss. Strange name. He said he killed me and watched me come back to life. ... So the question is, what now? The original body died with the so-called postmortem, and I was able to develop my own abilities through it. -------- 1 Review= 1 Chapters