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Ruinous Love

**WARNING** CONTAINS SCENES OF EXTREME PHYSICAL VIOLENCE AND DISTRESSING PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA● The heavy thud of the bridegroom’s footsteps echoed against the polished floorboards of the veranda. The pungent, sharp scent of wine mingled with the cold night air. Dazed and unsteady, he flung open the carved double doors with the reckless haste of a drunkard and stumbled inside. Hàn Yuè (汉月) sat on the edge of the bed, silent and with her head bowed. Her thin, white nightdress stood out in stark contrast to the darkness of the room, which was illuminated only by the flickering candlelight. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with every breath; she knew this union was no marriage, but a blood pact between two powerful clans. The groom cast a heavy, bleary-eyed gaze over her. He slammed the door shut and leaned against it. Hàn Yuè looked up, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. A cruel sneer played on the man’s lips as he rasped: "I still find it hard to believe that the unattainable daughter of the Lán (嵐) clan has fallen into my hands like this. Well... such was your fate; you had better get used to it. From now on, we are husband and wife, and we have got a long, exciting night ahead of us!" Without a word, Hàn Yuè rose. With a sorrowful expression, her trembling hands reached for the ties of her robe; the soft silk slipped from her shoulders and pooled onto the floor. The groom, his eyes glinting with arrogance, reached to untie his sash when, suddenly… The silence that had engulfed the room was shattered by the horrific sound of splintering wood. The broad blade of a sword pierced through the wooden door with unrestrained violence, passing straight through the groom's spine. The bloodied tip of the blade protruded from his abdomen, stopping directly in front of Hàn Yuè’s terrified eyes. Pinned to the door, the groom’s eyes bulged from their sockets as his body convulsed. A stifled, rattling sound emanated from his throat. Hàn Yuè covered her mouth with trembling hands and staggered back in horror. A moment later, the shadow behind the door pulled the sword out with a swift, ruthless motion. A fountain of blood sprayed from the groom’s mouth, splattering the floorboards and staining the girl’s white skirt. The man’s knees gave way, and he collapsed face-first onto the ground. Hàn Yuè’s long, piercing scream echoed through the cold air of the chamber, whilst dark red droplets of blood had left their mark upon the white silk of her gown. **ABSTRACT** Prince Hēiláng (黑狼), desperately enamoured with the noblewoman Hàn Yuè, finds his path to union thwarted by formidable political constraints. In his quest to claim her, he strikes a perilous bargain—a choice that irrevocably alters the course of their lives and unleashes consequences far more brutal than he had ever conceived.
Pouria_Zarrinpar · 22.5k Views

The Cursed Legacy A World Divided

In modern China, 2025, four individuals are chosen by fate to wield celestial weapons—artifacts of unimaginable power, cursed to burden their bearers. Le Mei, an ambitious entrepreneur, struggles to protect her business empire as it faces threats from both supernatural chaos and the shifting currents of China's geopolitical crises. Zhao Wei, her cold and enigmatic partner in this journey, bears the weight of the celestial power with stoic detachment, hiding the emotional toll it takes. Feng Yu, a vengeful protector, and Ying Yue, a deadly assassin, are drawn into the same battle, each fighting to survive the torment brought by their cursed relics. When a series of demonic attacks shatter Shanghai’s fragile peace, the four are thrust into a shadowy world of ruthless entities and conspiracies. The Catalyst Central to the group is Zhao Lianhua, Zhao Wei’s tech-genius sister. Unlike the warriors, she uses cutting-edge AI and manipulation to force the four wielders into an uneasy alliance. Her singular, relentless goal is to find a way to break the curse and free her brother from his isolation. The Stakes As a corporate titan aligns with a powerful demon to exploit the country's instability, the team must navigate a web of conspiracies and demonic attacks. The story explores whether the very weapons meant to save the world are actually the instruments of its destruction. Ultimately, it is a dark, emotional journey about the price of power and the search for redemption in a divided world.Will their cursed power save world—or birth its final curse?"
GuShan_ · 12.2k Views

Império ‐ ema e ruslan

Eu fico imóvel. O homem diante de mim é grande demais para o espaço que ocupa. Alto. Largo. O tipo de presença que muda o peso do ar ao redor. Como se a sala tivesse ficado menor de repente. Cabelo escuro. Olhos frios. Tatuagens subindo pelo pescoço e desaparecendo sob a gola da camisa. Perigoso. Não no sentido comum da palavra. Perigoso como um animal que nunca aprendeu a ter medo. Tenho absoluta certeza de que nunca vi esse homem na vida. E ainda assim… Meu coração dispara. Forte. Rápido. Errado. Algo nele. No jeito que ele inclina a cabeça levemente enquanto me observa. No silêncio pesado entre nós. No olhar dele. Um arrepio sobe pela minha coluna. Meu corpo reage antes da minha mente. E então a memória me atinge. Violenta. Como um soco no estômago. Um parque abandonado. Balanços enferrujados rangendo ao vento. A grama alta tocando nossas pernas enquanto caminhamos. Risadas. Mãos entrelaçadas. Uma voz jovem… rouca… quente… dizendo meu nome como se fosse a coisa mais preciosa do mundo. O ar some dos meus pulmões. Eu dou um passo para trás. Minhas mãos começam a tremer. Não. Não. Não pode ser. Porque o garoto que eu conheci tinha dezessete anos. E o homem na minha frente parece capaz de quebrar o mundo ao meio. As lágrimas surgem antes que eu perceba. Minha visão fica turva. Meu peito aperta com uma força tão brutal que dói respirar. Meu Deus. Meu Deus. Eu conheço esse olhar. A realização vem devagar… cruel… inevitável. A mesma intensidade. A mesma presença. O mesmo silêncio perigoso que sempre existiu nele. Eu sinto o chão desaparecer sob meus pés. Minha voz sai quebrada. Frágil. Quase um sussurro. — Roman…? O nome escapa de mim como uma ferida que nunca cicatrizou. E no instante em que digo… Meu coração despenca no peito. Porque ele está me olhando… Como se eu fosse completamente louca.
Mayla_Cristo · 685 Views

Metro Genesis.

METRO GENESIS by Ada. The year is 3044. Humanity made it this far. Barely. AI got sorted eventually, redirected toward handling the tedious, the administrative, the soul-crushing weight of daily existence so humans could spend time doing things that actually required being human. A noble vision. Metro City found a way to make even that sinister. Metro City was never a good place to live. It was, however, always a spectacular place to disappear, into its rain-slicked streets, its corporate towers, its carefully maintained illusion that someone, somewhere, had things under control. Buried beneath that illusion was the Nemesis Protocol Unit. Black ops. Off the books. The agency that handled the problems polite society preferred to pretend didn't exist. The NPU didn't officially exist. It was also the only thing standing between Metro City and complete collapse. For nearly as long as the NPU existed, there was NexoPharma. Gleaming towers. Government contracts. The kind of respectability built on strategic donations and carefully placed allies. Ask anyone on the street what NexoPharma was really doing in those labs and they'd lower their voice and say the same thing: bioweapons. They weren't wrong. In 3034, rookie agent Adrian Cole was assigned to NexoPharma Tower. Routine investigation. Get in, gather evidence, get out. It was not routine. The tower caught fire. The kill teams mobilized. His senior partner went back for him when he didn't have to, pushed Adrian clear, and didn't make it out. Adrian crawled from that building on two broken ankles, alone, with the sound of screaming that stopped too soon ringing in his ears. He spent two weeks in hospital. He spent the next ten years trying to deserve it. By 3044, Adrian Cole is the Ace of NPU, the best field agent the Nemesis Protocol Unit has ever produced. Decorated. Relentless. Still haunted. The kind of man who walks into situations that break other agents and walks out with the truth still intact. Metro City is working on fixing that. Above him sits Elias, NPU's iron-spined higher up, a man who has survived long enough to know exactly which questions you ask out loud and which ones you take permanently to your grave. He gives Adrian enough information to complete the mission. Never quite enough to understand what the mission actually is. Then there is Garrick, pilot, transport specialist, and somehow the most aggressively normal human being in this entire story. We are enormously fond of him. We are also deeply concerned for him. There is also Marcus. That's all we're saying about Marcus. You'll understand why. And finally, Aveline. Ace of the Crime Division. Half Canadian, half Russian. The kind of dangerous that doesn't announce itself. She is a psychopath, this is not a plot twist, not a slow revelation, not a dramatic chapter reveal. Everyone who works with her knows it. Everyone who works against her really knows it. She is not looking for redemption. She was never soft. She looked at Metro City in all its corruption and decided the correct response was not to fix it, but to be better at it than everyone else in the room. Not sweet. But definitely a psycho. Metro City is rotting. The Nexo Incident has begun. The corporations are panicking quietly, violently, and with excellent legal representation. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, an agent running on borrowed time and a woman who never needed a reason are about to find out exactly how deep Metro City's rot goes. It goes very deep. Nobody is ready. Least of all you. Welcome to Metro Genesis. Try not to get attached.
Ada_5445 · 34.7k Views

The Game at Carousel: A Horror Movie LitRPG

"Could you survive a horror movie?" That's the question Riley must answer after he and his friends are lured to Carousel, a malevolent, inescapable town where horror movies come to terrifying life. Riley thinks he is in big trouble when he is assigned the Archetype, a minor support class with a nasty habit of dying early in the script. At first resigned to a fate of dying over and over again, his luck changes when he unlocks the trope. As long as he can convincingly pretend he hasn't noticed the monsters and slashers hunting his team, they cannot harm him. At first, the ability appears to be a cruel joke. But in Carousel, the script is everything. Riley realizes that with a little bit of acting and some clever exploitation, his "useless" class might just be his greatest strength. What to expect: - Strategic LitRPG gameplay and clever exploitation of movie tropes. - Perilous storylines pulled straight from your favorite horror subgenres. - Creative and deadly twists on classic horror movie clichés. - Moderate stats-based strategy where outsmarting the script is better than out-punching the monster. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is a Original Novel and not a Fan-Fiction!!! The author of this novel is 'lost_rambler'. I found this and upload it here with some edits. If the original author wants it removed then contact me.
Husband · 44.7k Views

Moonlight Castle

== WHAT TO EXPECT == - Soulmate Romance - Weak to Strong - Dark Fantasy - Progression Fantasy - Souls Like - Mystery - Horror - Adventure - Action - Cunning Mc == DISCLAIMER == - NOT Harem, nor will it ever be. - Female lead is stronger than Mc. (For some reason some dudes hate that.) - Mc is ugly. (I am sorry to break your fantasies.) - Mc is weak. (Mc will use cunning, deception, wit and intelligence to defeat enemies. NOT raw strength. Mc will grow stronger slowly over time, but he will never be overpowered.) ======= Famine grips the land, and with nowhere else to go a group of villagers set out to hunt in the Umbrax ruin. Kazimir is left behind, abandoned to his fate. As he succumbs to exhaustion, waiting for the monster to tear him apart, a deafening cry shatters the night, the dying wails of the very beasts meant to end him. Standing atop the slain monstrosity, bathed in its blood, is a towering knight clad in resplendent silver armor. Her hair is as white as freshly fallen snow, her battle-hardened face marked with more scars than even Kazimir himself. With no other choice to save his life, she binds him to the castle, granting him survival but also tethering his soul the the castle. Now trapped within Moonlight Castle that travels between worlds, Kazimir must navigate a world of shifting realities, ancient secrets, eldritch horrors, and the enigmatic knight who saved him. Who is she, and what past does she carry? As the castle moves between realms, they will face unimaginable horrors, uncover forgotten histories, and witness worlds beyond reason. What secrets are hidden inside of Moonlight Castle? How can it travel between worlds? What is its history? One thing is certain, once bound to the castle, there is no turning back. ======= Author note: You can read advanced chapters for free on my Patreon: patreon.com/TheShadowofLight
Shadow_of_Light · 97.4k Views

RISE OF THE IRON FIST

Kaito Hoshino was never meant to be a fighter. Shy, awkward, and constantly pushed around at school, Kaito had learned one simple rule of survival: endure quietly and don’t stand out. Confidence was for other people. Strength belonged to monsters he only saw from afar. Everything changes when his mother leaves on a long business trip and sends him to stay with his cousin, James, for a month. At first, it’s just an awkward family visit—until Kaito accidentally witnesses James fighting. Clean movements. Calm control. Real skill. For the first time, Kaito doesn’t wish to be popular or feared. He just wants to stop being helpless. What begins as simple self-defense training slowly becomes something more. Through bruises, failures, embarrassment, and small victories, Kaito starts to change—not overnight, not magically—but step by painful step. Back at school, new friendships form. Old bullies grow cautious. Jealousy brews. Trust is tested. And beyond the school walls, something darker waits—worlds of violence, gangs, and fighters far stronger than anything Kaito can imagine. This is not the story of instant power. This is the story of earning strength, of growth through hardship, of losing fights and standing back up. And when the real monsters finally appear… Kaito Hoshino will have to decide what kind of fighter—and what kind of man—he wants to become. Main Themes Realistic growth & slow progression School life mixed with street combat Brotherhood, trust, and betrayal Comedy, awkward moments, and emotional depth Fighting skill earned through pain and effort Power gaps — losing is part of growth
Mranony · 13k Views