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In a modern world overrun by gates and monstrous horrors, humanity relies on awakened hunters to survive. A legendary warrior from the erased era of the Great Purge dies in battle—only to awaken in the body of a frail 17-year-old boy in this unfamiliar reality. Haunted by memories of total annihilation, he receives a divine System born from hidden godly will. Its mission: turn him into an unstoppable force. With battle-forged instincts, forbidden Purge techniques, and a System that levels him up endlessly through quests and kills, he starts as the weakest... but won't stay that way. In a world of hunters, dungeons, and powers, he will rise alone—becoming the sovereign who commands the apocalypse.

In the era of the Old World, there walked women who did not merely cast magic, but breathed life into the world. They were the weavers of Black Magic, more commonly known as Witches. For thousands of years, the earth has been barren of them. For a Witch is not born, she is wrought. The scholars of the Old World claimed three conditions unlock this forbidden power: First, there must be the Drowning of the Heart. The woman must be pushed past the breaking point of human sorrow. Grief must become the water that drowns her humanity. Second, there must be the Sharpening of the Will. Hate must become the steel of her spine. She must choose not to weep, but to burn. Third, and most rare, there must be the Anchor of the Beast. A Witch without a tether is but a storm that consumes itself. She requires a Devotion that rivals her own: a Dragon who would trade his divinity to stand in the shadow of her thorns. When these three tides collide, the Mage dies, and the Witch awakens. It is said that when the Witch returns, the mountains will breathe again. The dead woods will scream, and the kingdoms of men will be reclaimed by a garden that never sleeps.

Yang was an ordinary man ,until one day he tried to be more than that, which dragged him into a nightmare. Brutally mutilated and declared insane for the mistakes of the body’s previous owner, he endures years of torture inside a mental institution. When a fellow patient shatters the walls, Yang follows, believing freedom is finally his… only to learn that death is not the end. Inspired by Eternally Regressing Knight and A Regressor’s Tale of Cultivation. This is my first time writing, so don’t expect it to reach their level.

Elias was once just a boy in a quiet village, hidden behind an apron and overlooked by the world. But beneath his bright blonde hair and striking green eyes burned an ambition sharper than any knife. He didn’t just want to survive the ordinary; he wanted to feast upon greatness. Through clever schemes, and a mind built for strategy, Elias forged a path from the hearth to the throne. He didn't just conquer lands; he won hearts with a grin and broke spirits with a glance. Every victory drew the eyes of a world that began to realize this "village boy" was actually a lion in wait. "Do you truly believe your flames can outshine my reign?" he asked, standing unyielding before the Celestial Dragon. Now, clad in imperial gold and royal purple, Elias stands at the heart of the world. Nations bow, legends pledge their loyalty, and the fiercest warriors—human, dragon, and mage alike—know that his charm is as dangerous as his command. From the village farmer to the pinnacle of an empire, Elias’ story is one of golden ambition, relentless growth, and a destiny served exactly how he likes it.

[WARNING: R-18 | Explicit content, graphic violence, and adult scenes (late)] In a dangerous SSS-Rank world ravaged by the Ancient Mysteries, who can survive without shattering into pieces? Who is unlucky enough to face Chaos itself? Mitsuki Kirishima is the best player in the world. No matter the game, he’ll master it in seconds. That overwhelming dominance earned him the title of "King of the Void." But one night, he received a mysterious email inviting him to become a beta tester for a new game: Crimson Souls. Thinking it was just spam, Mitsuki accepted with the sole intention of messing with the sender. He had no idea that decision would condemn him. That night, he slept peacefully. When he opened his eyes, however, he awakened in a different world—without useful information and with a strange system tattooed onto his arm. Now, armed with what seem to be trash-tier abilities, he must venture into the castle of an ancient kingdom devastated by the Cinder. There, beneath the title of "King of the Void," he will meet his true fate. *** NO YURI / NO YAOI / NO NTR MC: Femboy, shy at first, otaku gamer, antisocial, weak at first, and with a mysterious past. Harem: Female Knight, Elf, Vampire, and Specter. There may be more to come.

Innate Spirits are the physical manifestation of people’s souls, proof of their deepest desires and true nature. In a world where the powerful rule everything, those with weak or nonexistent spirits are completely dismissed. When children attain the age of 16, every child awakens their Innate Spirit through the awakening test, a moment that determines their fate all through their life. Cole was immediately termed trash. He failed to awaken, and all that was in the place of his spirit was an obscure figure no one could make out, but its presence briefly seemed to oppress all present. The feeling was fleeting, and Cole was branded as worthless; he was set to be reduced to nothing but a servant, discarded by a world that values power above all else. Desperate to defy his fate, Cole chased a chance at change, only to be met with overwhelming danger. In the face of death, his soul finally responded, and his innate spirit awakened. But the earth-shattering power he expected never came; instead, he received a book. Runes are deeply engraved all over its cover. Giving off intense oppressive vibes. A book that would grow alongside him and one day become the foundation upon which all life and all laws are rewritten.

Grace loved once and gave everything, only to be betrayed in the worst way. Heartbroken, she shut her heart to love and focused on rebuilding herself. Then Leon her online friend who had also suffered heartbreak came into her life for real. They had been close online before a spark slowly grew between them. Calm, patient, and understanding of each other’s pain, Leon stayed, loving her slowly and sincerely without rushing her healing heart. Just when Grace started believing in love again, her past returned. Michael still wanted her back, but Grace was no longer the girl who would be with someone so selfish. This time, love felt different and like never before.

The Age of Ascension has begun. A distant war, once fought by the ancients, has returned — its influence now bleeding into the lesser realms, consuming both the weak and the strong alike. In this new era, survival depends on one thing: Transcendence. Titles have appeared, granting power beyond mortal limits. To live is to rise. To fail is to be left behind. Amid all this chaos, what am I to do when even my body isn’t mine alone?

In the Cangyuan Continent, your Core is everything. It determines your rank, your worth, your name. Xiao Yan was born without one. Crown Prince. Zero-Talent. Punchline. He told himself the throne would protect him. He told himself his brother's smile was real. He was wrong on both counts — and he was still on fire when he figured it out. Left to die in the ashes of his own palace, with nothing left to lose and no reason to survive, something cracked open inside him that shouldn't exist. In the Cangyuan Continent, your Core is everything. Your rank, your worth, your name — all of it starts there. Xiao Yan was born without one. Crown Prince. Zero-Talent. Punchline. He kept telling himself the throne was enough. That his brother's smile meant something. That blood was blood. He was still burning when he found out it wasn't. Left in the ashes of his own palace — no title, no family, no reason the next breath was worth taking — something in him broke open that had no business existing. [System Initializing... Host Vitality: 1%. Balance Breaker Protocol: Active.] The world took everything and left him anyway. That was its first mistake. Now he has a power that treats the laws of cultivation like suggestions — and a memory that doesn't forget faces.

At Westbridge University, Professor Adrian Hale is feared more than final exams. Cold. Merciless. Unmoved. His lectures are brutal. His grading is ruthless. His gaze alone is enough to silence an entire hall. And from the very first day he publicly humiliates her presentation, Emilia Carter decides one thing— She despises him. To Emilia, he is arrogant authority wrapped in a tailored suit. A man who enjoys reducing students to numbers and red ink. A man who looks at her like she is a mistake waiting to happen. But hatred becomes complicated when she begins to see the cracks behind his composed cruelty. Late-night research meetings. Lingering eye contact. Unspoken tension in the silence after class. The more she challenges him, the more dangerous their battles become. Because behind every harsh word is something neither of them expected. Desire. In a world where boundaries are clear and consequences are severe, Emilia must decide— Is her hatred strong enough to protect her heart? Or is the professor she despised the only man who truly sees her? When enemies cross the line, there is no safe return. And at Westbridge University, some lessons are never written in the syllabus.

"Hold him!, don't let him escape!,sh*t! f*ck!"the man cursed. About twenty men were chasing after a boy. The boy was 108cm in height,his pink coloured hair ruffling against the wind,his clothes were exquisite,and he managed to pull off an arrogant young master look......."He's a beautiful baby boy " the mid wife said.MENG Qi lost hope and lay back down helplessly."Do you want to see him?" the mid wife asked."Take that brat out of my sight!!" MENG Qi blew up.The mid wife tried to calm her down as she cried. Meng Qi's personal assistant,Hé had an idea."Meng Jie Jie,this child crotch is so tiny and small,I almost didn't see it.what say you,why don't we dress him up as a girl?!! no one would find out!" Hé said.......Old Qin held the baby delicately. The baby is white and pale,it has to be a girl of course!The people gathered asked."Old Qin what's our daughter's name?Old Qin smiled, happiness evident in his eyes."Qin Wan Mo" he answered cheerfully.The people cheered.While the baby's expression: "...". eh?Felix Anderson wriggled his hands and realized they were tiny,an old man held him and his name was suddenly Qin wan Mo.He tried to talk,but he could only cry.Felix: what's this!!Felix Anderson,19 year old,an actor with the reputation of a bully.He reincarnates into a prominent family with internal struggle for power,and is forcefully asked to be a girl. He's now engaged to the young master of the Han family who is so suspicious of him. .................... "Do you take me for a fool? you think I don't know that you're a guy?!" Han Jiuran scoffed,a glint flashed through his eyes. Wan Mo gulped,cold sweat appear on her forehead,she replied him "Jiuran I think you're sick it touched your brain!" Luke:"..." Chauffeur:"..." bodyguards:"..." Han Jiuran:"..." "Me,a guy? Han Jiuran speak with your conscience! you dare doubt my feminity,you want proof huh?!" Wan Mo looked pained,she tugged at her clothes ready to pull it off. Luke: No Miss Qin,young master don't need proof! Wan Mo became teary "is it because my chest is not big? tell me Jiuran,if you have found a girl with bigger chest ,go to the Qin resident and call off the engagement,who wants you?ugly!!" she sniffs Jiuran:"..." me?ugly? His face became dark, ink could drip from it. Wan Mo took his hand and pressed against her chest. "At least it is growing,Han Jiuran give it 4 years" Jiuran's pupils dilated,the tip of his ear and corner of his eyes became red. Wan Mo scoffed and left the car, slamming the door and entered her house,she breathed out "that should keep him busy ,my survival skills is so good". He happily thanked the fake breast he wore. Meanwhile in the car.. "Wan Mo is not male?" Jiuran said in a daze while looking at his hand.

Sagiri was never meant to exist. After his entire clan was wiped out he is the only surviving member and the last keeper yet he doesn't remember. Raised in secrecy and sent to Galka War Academy, he survives among boys trained to kill, endure, and obey. While others rely on strength and discipline, Sagiri carries something older. an echo that sharpens his senses, bends his body, and slowly erodes his humanity. The Echo is the legacy of the N’garu, a legendary clan erased from the world in a single night. They were warriors who could slip between moments, speak to the shadows of the past, and reshape fate with a thought. Their extinction was celebrated across the tribes. Their return is feared more than war. Sagiri carries the last spark of their power. A whispering presence tied to his heartbeat. A force that chooses its own master. But when he crosses paths with Lira, a girl unknowingly created to kill him, the Echo reacts violently breaking the barrier meant to forget and he remembers. Visions flood his mind. Forgotten beings turn their eyes. And the world begins to shift around him. The South wants to crown him. The North wants to erase him. The Echo within him wants something else entirely. And it has finally awakened. https://discord.gg/gMa9tend

Ironel lives in a world where humans are threatened by the Mysteryfolk and Darkbeats. He goes on a journey to become powerful to learn about his past and what happened to his mother and why he had no family. In this world of threat of monsters and cannibalistic humanoid races, only supernatural art users are able to protect humanity, and Ironel wants to become a supernatural art user to protect himself and learn what he doesn't know.

After a sudden business trip takes her mother overseas, high school girl Yui is forced to live with a family friend temporarily — unaware that their son is her cold-hearted crush, the very boy who humiliated her with a rejection in front of the entire school. Thrown into the same house, they are forced to share the same space, navigating tense meals, awkward encounters, and unspoken feelings. Every glance carries a memory of past humiliation, and every interaction is a delicate balance between pride, embarrassment, and something neither of them can admit. From a painfully silent dinner to a chilling late-night hallway confrontation, their days become a slow, uncomfortable dance of proximity — one where boundaries are tested, emotions are restrained, and the line between animosity and attraction begins to blur. As they live under the same roof, the question looms: Can a heart once hurt learn to forgive — or will living together ignite a storm neither of them can control?

Born into one of the most prestigious noble families of the Eldros Empire, Kael Ashborne should have been a prodigy. Instead, he was branded a defect. Physically weak, plagued by a mysterious illness, and unable to wield power like his gifted siblings, Kael grows up neglected—cast aside by his family, ignored by his teachers, and bullied within the academy. In a world where strength defines worth, weakness is unforgivable. Yet what no one knows is that Kael’s body is not failing him by chance. It is failing because his soul is too strong. On the brink of death at fifteen, Kael’s sealed memories awaken—alongside a damaged system created by his own soul in a previous life. Not a gift from the gods. Not a blessing of fate. But a desperate mechanism born solely to keep him alive. With a body that threatens to collapse under his growing soul and a system that enforces cruel limits, Kael must walk a path slower and more dangerous than any other. Each step forward risks destruction. Each mistake could be fatal. Rejected by blood. Surrounded by enemies. Supported by only a single loyal maid. This is not the rise of a chosen hero. This is the survival of a noble deemed unworthy to exist—and the terrifying truth of what happens when a world mistakes restraint for weakness. Story Tags: • Fantasy • Action • Adventure • Academy • Nobility • Political Intrigue • Weak-to-Strong • Slow Burn Romance • Loyal Companion • System • Sentient System • Multiverse • Sealed Powers • Hidden Potential • Ancient Contracts • Rival Academies • Tournament Arc (Future) • Wish Granting • World Watching • Magic & Martial Arts • Mystery • Psychological Growth • Emotional Development • Fate vs Free Will • Legacy • Underdog • Slow Power Reveal

In a ruthless cultivation world where ambition devours the weak, Li Youran has none. Born with heaven-defying talent yet sealed into mortality, he lives comfortably as the elder’s son of Amber Leaf Valley—content to watch clouds drift while others claw for power. He only begins cultivating because a trident he received is too heavy to swing without qi. But beneath his laziness lies a Dao Heart so unshakable that even fate hesitates before him. While the world schemes, hunts, and struggles toward immortality, Li Youran walks his own path—unhurried, unbothered. And somehow, step by effortless step… He ascends. Please forgive me if this is mid, I haven’t written anything since 2023 lol

At the brink of death, Kaius Seraphall’s seemingly useless Artifact finally activates, sending him back twenty years in time to his home planet of Zenin. A world plagued by Demons and interspersed with other supernatural beings. Now, able to start again in an attempt to change his fate, Kai begins to manipulate the threads, desperate to avoid his demise and the betrayal that drove him to the doomed planet to begin with. But what was he going to do now with no power and only the knowledge of what was to come? And why was his closest friend, the man who had betrayed him in the past, acting so strangely towards him? He hated him…right?

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes!(18+ ONLY) *PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO INTENSE INTIMATE SCENES* "Say you're ours." Cloude's hand tightened around my throat....not choking, just holding, reminding me who owned every breath I took. His silver eyes burned into mine, relentless and demanding. "Say it, Lilith." "I'm yours," I whispered, and the words tasted like surrender and salvation all at once. "Louder." Damien's voice was dark silk behind me, his massive body pressed against my back, his hands bruising my hips. "We want to hear you scream it." Before I could answer, Damien slammed into me from behind, filling me so completely I saw stars. The stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming sensation of being claimed....it stole every thought from my mind. "I'm....." I tried to speak, but then Cloude was lifting my leg, positioning himself, and suddenly he was pushing inside me from the front, and I was being taken by both of them at once. Too much. Too full. Too intense. "Breathe," Cloude commanded against my lips, but breathing was impossible when they were both moving, finding a rhythm that had me trembling violently between them. "I'm yours!" The confession finally tore from my throat as Damon's mouth found that sensitive spot on my neck, teeth scraping, threatening to mark me permanently. "I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours...." "Good girl," all three of them growled in unison. "Now prove it." Lilith Thorne is drowning. Her father.....Beta of Shadowmere Pack....was murdered six months ago. Her mother overdosed on wolfsbane and lies comatose. Her boyfriend found his true mate and threw her away like garbage. And she's wolfless.....a reject in wolf society, unable to shift, worthless and invisible. With eviction looming and hospital bills crushing her, Lilith makes a desperate choice: enter the Rite, an ancient ritual where unmated Alphas can claim women for one night in exchange for gold. But she's not paired with just any Alphas. She's chosen by Damon, Cloude, and Damien Blackwood.....the Cursed Alpha Kings. Triplets cursed by the Moon Goddess to find their true mate before they turn 26, or lose themselves to their wolves forever. They have three months left. What starts as a transaction becomes an obsession. The moment they touch her, their curse quiets. Their wolves recognize something in her. And they can't let her go. But Lilith is not what she seems. She's the last daughter of the most powerful witch bloodline in existence, her magic suppressed since birth. And when that magic awakens, it will change everything. When she finally learns the truth....that breaking their curse means taking it upon herself....Lilith makes a choice that will change everything. She sacrifices herself to save them, dying in their arms while they scream her name. But death isn't the end. It's only the beginning. And when she rises from the ashes, marked by death and wielding powers she never imagined, she won't be the same broken girl who walked into the Rite. She'll be something far more dangerous. Their mate. Their queen. Their salvation. Or their destruction. Part 1: THE CLAIMING How far would you fall for three kings who worship you like a religion and claim you like a conquest? Part 2: THE RESURRECTION How dark would you become to reclaim what death stole from you? The Mating Ritual is a dark paranormal romance featuring possessive alphas, intense sexual content, a strong but broken heroine discovering her power, found family, fated mates, and a love so consuming it transcends death itself.

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[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, I discovered the truth: I wasn’t abandoned by accident. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them. But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Julie stomped the floor with her foot, and agitation was clear in the tone of her voice, which rose slightly as she pointed at my face: "You ran your thumb over your lip! You're hinting to me... hinting that I kissed you!" My composure didn't budge; instead, I tilted my head to the side and looked at her with a gaze shrouded in mischief, then said with utter simplicity: "And what is the problem with that? It was just a kiss." -------------------- She waved her hand with bitter irony: "Are you the one who's going to protect me from him?" I nodded, confirming: "Yes." A low growl escaped her, and she said: "You are worse than him." Then I asked her in a confident tone that made her cheeks burn: "Then why were you burying your face in my chest, with your fingers digging into my shirt?" Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted