supernatural

On a ruined plain where heaven and hell have already met, the last Celestial of Creation kneels among the dead. Trin, once a being who shaped stars and souls, now wears only scarred leather and the weight of a universe collapsing into ash. Around him lie the fallen remnants of his six celestial companions, beings of immense power whose wings once darkened the sky with light. Their final stand against Lucifer, the charismatic and ruthless leader of a demonic host, has ended in blood and broken halos. Haunted by failure and bound by an ancient power that refuses to die, Trin must decide whether creation deserves another chance. As corrupted humans march under infernal banners and the memory of the slain celestials echoes in the silence, Trin’s grief becomes the catalyst for something new and unpredictable. This is the story of a god on his knees, a world on the brink, and the dangerous hope that can rise from the ashes of heaven itself.

The life of an ordinary man transforms into a legend in another world a world filled with struggles for survival, where only the strongest live and their existence continues. The hero takes us on a journey to another fantastical world, one where we find strange creatures and events that are closer to fantasy than reality. The legend of Zeus returns once again, bringing with it many challenges for him and his descendants. Will he succeed in enduring them? This is what we will discover through the events of this novel.

Sebastian’s life is turned upside down when he is unexpectedly thrust into the dangerous and unpredictable world of the Realm Walkers. As he navigates this new reality, he must face deadly challenges, forge uneasy alliances, and confront secrets that could change everything he knows about himself and the realms around him. With every choice carrying high stakes, Sebastian discovers that surviving this world means more than just strength—it requires courage, wit, and the resilience to overcome the darkest twists of fate. Note that the build up of the first few chapters may seem slow. ......... Sebastian pushed himself upright, though it felt as if the air itself had turned to tar around him. His thoughts drifted through a dense, suffocating fog that weighed more than his own limbs. Every breath was an effort. Every movement felt resisted by something unseen—something that clung to him without leaving a single bruise or mark to prove it existed. There was no chain. No wound. No logical reason for the heaviness sinking into his bones. And yet it was there. Relentless. He staggered toward the mirror standing quietly before him—too quietly, as if it had been waiting. A shard of memory flickered at the back of his mind, but every attempt to grasp it made the fog thicken, swallowing the thought before it could form. When he finally faced the glass, he froze. His reflection was… wrong. The face was his, yet the expression wasn’t. A smile threatened at the corners of his mouth—not his smile, but something using it. The eyes blinked half a second too late. And the longer he stared, the more the reflection seemed to grow aware of him, as though it had just woken up. A crawling cold travelled up his spine. “What… are you?” he whispered. His reflection tilted its head first. A smile still played across its lips—thin, deliberate, and wrong. There was no warmth in it. No flicker of anything human. It was a cold curve of the mouth, carved with the kind of precision that suggested practice rather than emotion. The eyes above it didn’t match the expression; they remained distant, unfocused, as though gazing at something beyond him trying but also failing to recall. Then its gaze focused on him It then spoke: “The scavenger of the Sovereign’s lost soul, A legacy bound to us… for the world to behold.”

Parallel to our world exists the Hollow World — a dimension born from human thought, ruled by Entities beyond comprehension. Here, cities are shaped by memory, storms by grief, and survival depends on outsmarting forces that see your mind before your body. Simon Crest was sent on a simple scouting mission… until it turned into a massacre. Now, the bureau is watching him, and enemies watch him even closer. With monsters hunting him, allies who may betray him, and a world where reality bends to cognition, Simon must navigate the Hollow World with one guiding principle: only logistics matter. Failure means death. Or worse — erasure. Who will survive when the world itself feeds on your mind? --- NOTE - The MC is a villain and a morally gray character; his actions, along with his allies, will be brutal and, for the most part, unforgivable.

Ivory never expected her life to change after a late-night gaming session. After completing the final mission in Control, she wakes up in a shadowy void, greeted by a mysterious holographic interface. Choosing Jesse Faden's path and embracing Polaris, the enigmatic force that grants her powerful abilities, Ivory finds herself thrust into a world where the supernatural thrives just beneath the surface and the Winchester brothers are still causing chaos.

I died. Or maybe transmigrated? Or slept weirdly. Or maybe God pressed the wrong button. Either way, I woke up inside a Your Name Wattpad a Y/N-style universe— cherry blossoms, hot main characters, especially the Black haired one, sparkly lighting and all of those BULLSHIT. The worst part...? I’m not the protagonist. I’m not the rival. I'm not even the Villainess or the hot mom! I’m not even the comic relief... I’m just a Side Character #14, whose only role is to walk in the background and not mess up the main couple’s scene. …Too bad I already ruined it on day one. Now the male lead wants to murder me, the YN keeps accidentally talking to me, and the plot is falling apart like wet tissue. And the system says if I don’t "survive the story," I’ll get deleted, dead, death, whatever. Great. Fantastic. Love that for me.

After betraying his family and crumbling their business, William is left in the rotten streets of an unnamed city, barely managing to survive each day and fueled only by his undying resentment. His path crosses with Elsa, another drifter among the forgotten. What begins as a chance encounter soon draws William into events far removed from ordinary life—abandoned places, secret gatherings, and dangers that reach beyond the streets he knows. Unseen by him, higher forces move in the background, bound by laws older than the world itself, shaping outcomes through mortal hands. William’s choices feel his own, yet each step follows a pattern set long before he ever made them. For in this world, fate is not discovered—it is inherited. And William’s was sealed long ago.

I own nothing. Julia Wicker was about to be attacked by Reynard the Fox, a trickster God when time froze as the God who rules all chose her as the vessel for his power as she had knowledge and power to rule all as she took Reynard’s divine spark to make an example of him but also to all evil or Gods who abuse there power to harm the innocent in the multiverses. MC is Lesbian cause after that she’s done with men in romance and OP.

Look, angels are the good guys, right? They do the heavens bidding, restore orders, save lives-that includes yours and mine. But don't be fooled, as angels are also good at other things, things I'd rather show than tell you, things that'll leave you in doubt or worse, things that might just make you stop to wonder and question if everything you've ever believed in while growing up were ever true. You may find it hard to believe when you start swiping, when you start digging deeper and deeper, and deeper. But it's okay, because I know that I can never carry everyone along but only few who will listen. My name is Abel, son of Adam and Eve, and what you're about to read is a story, written about me, but for a good reason it was hidden away without a trace. Many might hate me after knowing the truth, many will have questions, many might mistake me for a myth. But I want you to know the dangers of the word 'faith' and the cost that comes for blindly believing in something you think is pure. Before I start, I shall give you a small hint as to what this story is all about; my death. You believe that I was killed by my brother, Cain. But what if I tell you that you were wrong all along, what if Cain never actually killed me, what if I was already dead before he struck the dagger to my chest and someone knew about it but chose to mislead you?

_Mia stood in front of the cramped mirror, the dim apartment lights catching the awkward angles of her face. Twenty-eight today. No parties planned, just the quiet hum of her small studio, and the creeping feeling that something was off._ ‎ ‎_She'd spent the morning sketching, as she often did when unsure what else to do. Swirls of dark lines, like twisted vines, filled the pages. No clear shape, just a mood. The shadows in her corners seemed to deepen as the clock inched toward midnight. Her phone buzzed—a text from her best friend, Leah._ ‎ ‎_"Happy birthday, M! Drinks at The Annex later? Hit 8?"_ ‎ ‎_Mia smiled weakly, fingers hovering over a reply. She didn't feel like celebrating. Not when the weirdness had started a week ago—objects moving on their own, whispers in the wind, like the apartment itself was watching. And then there was Mr. Elian's comment in history class yesterday._ ‎ ‎_"Some powers don't wait for permission, Mia," he'd said, eyes locking hers with a hint of something unsaid._ ‎ ‎_The clock struck midnight. The lights flickered. A chill crawled up her spine. _This is it_, a voice in her head whispered. The shadows pooled into shapes, swirling like smoke. A low hum filled the air._ ‎ ‎_And then, the knock. Three sharp raps. No one knew she was here._ ‎ ‎_Mia froze, breath caught. Who? The Annex was hours away. No one came to her door at midnight._ ‎ ‎_The knock came again, insistent. She didn't move. A shiver ran through her, like the air thinned. Suddenly, her phone buzzed again—Leah._ ‎ ‎_"Mia, something's wrong. The others… they're gone. Get out."_ ‎ ‎_A jolt. _The others_. Leah, Jake, Sam. Her friends. Gone?_ ‎ ‎_Mia's heart pounded. The knock turned into a pound. She backed away, eyes on the door, as the shadows began to twist into something alive…_ _Mia didn't wait. She grabbed her keys, phone, and the sketchbook with its twisted vines, and slipped out the back door. The narrow College Hill alleys seemed to narrow further, shadows chasing her steps. She dialed Leah's number—no answer. The Annex, a block away, felt too exposed._ ‎ ‎_She cut through a side street, glancing up at the sky. A sliver of moon hung low, like a warning. The hum from her apartment grew fainter, but the sense of pursuit didn't. Avoid the trees, Leah had said. Why?_ ‎ ‎_Mia veered toward the river, thinking of the bright lights of downtown. Maybe find safety in a crowd. As she hit the riverside path, footsteps echoed behind—light, deliberate. Not hers. She didn't look back._ ‎ ‎_A figure emerged from the fog over the water. Tall, hooded, eyes gleaming faintly. Mia spun to run, but a hand closed around her arm._ ‎ ‎_"You're not alone, Mia," a low voice said. "Elian sent me."_ ‎ ‎_Mia jerked free, heart racing. "Who are you?"_ ‎ ‎The scene ends with: ‎- A mysterious ally (possibly connected to Mr. Elian) appearing, raising questions about trust. ‎- Mia's fear and confusion amplifying. ‎- A hint that the hunt is closing in, and she needs choices. ‎ what awaits Mia and her unknown destiny who will be by her side as the One she loves and hold dearly are dead watch know to know what happened

A burning symbol appears on Luna's skin, strange voices whispering in her mind, and an unnatural pull toward the full moon she cannot ignore. The night Luna almost dies, the moon leaves its mark on her. Students on her campus were found murdered under the full moon, and every instinct in Luna screams that the truth is tied to her awakening. Two men came for her when her power stirs. Kael Voss leads the Silverclaw Pack as its brutal Alpha. His presence sparks a wild and possessive feeling inside her. He declares Luna his destined mate as soon as he discovers her. Adrian Nocturne, an undying vampire ruler, carries secrets older than the city. He maintains she belonged to him long before this life. He also claims her rebirth happened for a reason. They both call her a mate. They both want her power. An ancient war resurfaces as Luna's sealed abilities begin to awaken. As the War rages, she is thrust into a world of blood, loyalty, and destiny she never expected.. Refusing both could cost her life. Because the moon does not make mistakes. And this time, it claimed her twice.

Power leaves an echo — and some echoes never die. When a forgotten force stirs beneath the world’s surface, a young protagonist becomes the unwilling vessel for an ancient power that should have remained buried. Visions, whispers, and impossible abilities begin to unravel their life, pulling them into a hidden conflict between factions who have spent centuries preparing for the return of this power. But the more they use it, the more something inside awakens. Something watching. Something remembering. As the echoes grow louder, reality twists, enemies close in, and the line between destiny and possession begins to blur. To survive, they must uncover the truth behind the power’s origin — and decide whether to wield it… or let it consume them. In a world where every choice leaves a mark, the question becomes: Are they controlling the power, or is the power controlling them?

In a fractured world where werewolves, vampires, and humans clash, two apex beings—Elara and Kael—share a tether that is both their greatest weapon and deadliest vulnerability. As the darkness rises in the form of Veylthor, a sentient, ever-evolving abomination, the valley becomes a battlefield of molten chaos, where reality bends and survival hangs by a thread. Each battle pushes Elara and Kael to the brink, forcing them to fuse instinct, mastery, and tether energy into an unstoppable storm. But with every surge, the tether threatens to fracture permanently. In this dark, fast-paced fantasy of heavy suspense, unpredictable twists, and forbidden romance, the line between love, survival, and annihilation blurs, leaving no one unscarred.

A high school teen is tragically reincarnated into the world of The Vampire Diaries with a system, After dying in his old world. Theo awakens inside the body of a weak human in the town of Mystic Falls. A town that's said to be the beginning of the Vampire’s bloodline Vampires. Witches. Werewolves. The Originals. Gods. Demigods. Everything from The Vampire Diaries is real…and everyone of them is deadly. Before he can even process his new life, a cold and empty voice echoes in his mind. [Reincarnation successful.] [Erasing memories in progress…] [The Template System has been activated] [ERROR…ERROR…ERROR] [Welcome to your new life Theo…REDACTED]

Hana, a radioactive, dangerous criminal, wakes to see the end of the world. In a ruined society crawling with new evils, her unstable power might be humanity’s last hope… or the spark that destroys what’s left. Inspired by Radioactive by Imagine Dragons. [Storyline and editing by me, majority of writing by AI, don't judge, thanks!]

A world where good and evil wear faces, a young man seeks to carve his name into history not as a good one, but as the worst one. This story doesn’t follow a hero. It is the story of those who stand against them and break the world doing it.

Having lived his whole life suffering from a chronic disease, Lucas was transmigrated into the Harry Potter World after his death. And in the home of the French Veela Fleur Delacour, no less. At first, he thought he was finally being rewarded after his previous life's hardships. But then he found that he was only a servant here, and treated much worse. That's when he realized - even in this life, he would have to fight for everything he gains. Only this time, his potential is much, much, capital MUCH higher. He set an initial goal for himself: To become the master of this household. ................................................... [AU, OC-SI, Starts From Fourth Year] .,..................................................

The world believes it is alone. It is not. Beneath modern society lies a hidden conflict—one fought in silence against rifts, entities, and worlds that were never meant to touch human reality. Most people will never know it exists. Kaien Arclune was never meant to know either. An ordinary man living quietly in Japan, Kaien’s life ends the night everything he loves is taken from him. Cornered by forces tied to forgotten bloodlines and unseen laws, he awakens a power that does not simply defeat enemies—it ends possibilities. Recruited into a covert interdimensional organization, Kaien is drawn into a reality far larger than Earth. A reality where worlds fall, rules differ, and survival often demands irreversible choices. He is sent where most others cannot go. To places where outcomes must be decided. But power leaves scars. As Kaien moves through fractured realms and unseen wars, he begins to sense something deeply wrong—not with the worlds he encounters, but with the role he has been given. And beyond the boundaries that seal humanity from the wider multiverse, something ancient has taken notice. Watching. Waiting. Because some forces do not fear destruction. They fear judgment.

Jack Miller awakens from what should have been an ordinary night’s sleep to find himself thrust into the brutal reality of World War I. Trapped in a time not his own and surrounded by the chaos of trench warfare, Jack soon discovers he has been granted a mysterious Mercenary for Hire System. The system presents him with contracts from various nations involved in the war, each offering dangerous missions such as espionage, sabotage, and frontline combat in exchange for resources, skills, and supernatural rewards. Unbound by loyalty to any single country, Jack must navigate shifting alliances and moral dilemmas as every contract he accepts carries consequences that could alter the course of history. In a world defined by blood and steel, Jack Miller becomes an unpredictable force a 'one man army' caught between past and future, choosing which nations rise or fall through the missions he takes. (None of this is real, all a part of the imagination of me.)

Lo Quen was in his dorm room playing League of Legends, jungling with Shyvana, when he was suddenly transported into the world of Game of Thrones. There, he became Gerion Lannister’s ceremonial slave and was taken into the ruins of Valyria. In that moment of despair, he obtained the True Dragon System, which granted him the power to transform into a dragon. With it, he made a narrow escape from the Valyrian ruins and stepped onto the grand stage of A Song of Ice and Fire. Years later, the world stood united. No longer a humble slave, he was crowned with the blood of the True Dragon and honored with the titles: Conqueror of the World, Dragonlord, Emperor of the Great Empire of the Dawn, God-Emperor of Yiti, and the sole rightful ruler and guardian of Essos, Westeros, and Sothoryos. From the ashes of Valyria to the heights of supremacy, this is the epic of a mortal who became a dragon and conquered the world.