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[BL] I Didn't Sign Up For This

Look, I’m Riven Kael. Twenty-eight, data analyst, zero ambition beyond paying rent and avoiding small talk. My life was spreadsheets, instant ramen, and the occasional ghost I pretended not to see. Then one mandatory company gala, because of course it was mandatory, turned into the universe’s worst prank. I touched a cursed amulet. I just touched it. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a penthouse that costs more than my entire bloodline, sporting a glowing marriage sigil on my wrist, legally and magically hitched to Azryth Valek. Yes, that Azryth Valek. The CEO of half the planet, a walking sin in a three-piece suit, an ancient demon lord who was literally sealed inside said amulet until I accidentally set him free. He says we’re bound. Separation means both of us die slowly and painfully. Soul-consumption optional but very much on the table if I’m stupid enough to fall for him. Which, newsflash, I am not. I’m not. Shut up. So now I’m living with an unfortunately hot CEO from hell, dodging assassination attempts disguised as corporate mergers, banishing spirits that show up at my desk like unpaid interns, and pretending we’re a power couple for the cameras while he smirks like he knows exactly how much I want to strangle him. Or kiss him. Or both. Brain, we are not doing this. I didn’t sign up for boardroom battles, multiversal rifts, or the terrifying realization that the arrogant demon who ruined my life might be the only one who truly sees me. But here I am. Still complaining, still fighting, still falling, against every shred of common sense, hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably in love. Because when the universe marries you to the devil, it doesn’t ask for consent. It just hands you the ring. And damn it, I’m keeping it.
Bizet_Algiz · 231.7k Views

Even When My Coach Told Me to Quit, I Never Gave Up My Technique.

"Even When My Coach Told Me to Quit, I Never Gave Up. My Unique 'Depth Charge' Pitching Technique" Six years of pain. Six years of failure. Six years to master a pitch that shouldn't exist. They said it was impossible. They said I'd destroy my arm. They said I should quit. But I didn't. This is the story of Nozomi Ritsuko , the girl who invented the Depth Charge, a pitch that combines submarine and forkball mechanics to create 37 inches of vertical drop. A pitch that starts like a rising fastball, then plummets like a stone. A pitch that took my wrist, my shoulder, my high school career, and nearly my dream of playing baseball. But in the top of the 9th inning of the State Championship, with a one-run lead and three outs to go, I proved them all wrong. This is my story. Thank you for always reading. The inspiration, characters, and worldview of this story are all my own creation. The core of the piece was spun with my own hands. The writing process was as follows: First, I wrote the manuscript in English and then used AI to proofread and revise the English grammar as an aid. And then I check and correct it myself before publishing it. This work is also available on the following platforms: ・Become a novelist ・pixiv ・Royal Road ・Kakuyomu For those who like stories that depict the emotional turmoil, the responsibility that comes with power, and the costs involved. If power always comes with responsibility and consequences, if you're drawn to such themes, I'm sure you'll enjoy this story too. I would appreciate your continued support from now on.
AndrewChen83 · 175 Views

Global Awakening: Summoners' War

Every 1,000 years, 2,000 individuals from different worlds, dimensions, realms, and universes are selected at random to participate in the Summoners' War, to gain the ultimate title of "The Grand Summoner" and one wish. While others summoned titans, divine beasts, dragons, and heavenly knights, I summoned the gods themselves. I was dragged from my normal, quiet life against my own will and forced to participate in an ancient war filled with conspiracies, betrayals, bloodshed, and undiscovered mysteries. Dragons soared through the sky, titans marched on the ground, divine beasts ravaged the forests, and leviathans split the seas. I was just on my bed a minute ago, playing my favorite game, Zenless Zone Zero, and now I am caught up in a literal war. I just got here and am already under attack by a legion of undead skeleton knights . it's killed or be killed and I plan to survive. ' summoning ritual ' Blue flames burst forth ,I take a step back shielding my eyes , some kind of magic circle forming beneath my feet. The flames spiral twisting into the form of a humanoid figure. It's a nine-tailed fox. A man with fox ears and nine tails. [You have successfully summoned the Transcendent grade entity , the Nine-Tailed Fox God: Duran.] [Congratulations on establishing your first Summon Link.] They call me a tyrant. An overlord. Scumbag. Mr. Lucky. They are right to be afraid. Because I will dominate them all I summon only Gods and Goddesses.
Its_blank · 7.2k Views

Death's Heir

Lazar wasn’t dealt a winning hand at birth, so he quickly learned to see luck for what it was : something to believe in, but never rely on. Even so, there was one debt he believed fate owed him : the chance to kill the man he refused to acknowledge as his father. It became his only purpose, an obsession for which he would gladly sacrifice whatever fragments of himself that man had not already destroyed. But instead of granting him that one modest request, the world seemed determined to stand in his way, and not in a subtle manner. Just as he began to close in on his goal, the Apocalypse, yes, the damn Apocalypse, fell upon the Earth. What impeccable timing ! Lazar had always known his path wouldn’t be an easy one, but now the obstacles between him and his target had not only multiplied but also taken on far more dangerous forms. Catastrophes beyond nature. Creatures that had once belonged to myth, religion, or even fiction, now roaming the Earth. And, as always when circumstances were already dire, the ability humans had to make things even worse. The future couldn’t have looked more promising. Fortunately, if anything about the situation could be called fortunate, the Apocalypse had brought more than monsters and destruction. It had also brought the power to fight back. *** What you can expect from this story : - No harem. - An original and complete system that doesn't become overly complex or bloated with hundreds of skills. - A pragmatic MC with a morally grey compass, who grows very strong without becoming boringly overpowered. - Characters that feel realistic, while still having a few eccentric traits, otherwise it would be dull.
Barbare · 11.1k Views