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"Adris Alex is Swed and Lithuanian, Anna Ammelie is Dutch. They are loving partners learning to live together." A business drama convinced from a real fact a Pollux Employee raped a Dutch female on car top Serbia guy being an eye witness and publishing video online to save himself from Brazilian-Dutch guy who raped a Dutch female because UNIQLO company refuses corporate ethics in NIPPON Warehouses hiring personnel from Pollux Human resources companies of company subcontractors. A journalism private investigative UNIQLO rape campaign of Dutch woman.

Name is the Soul of a living. When the 7th Star died, fate, hope, and balance collapsed affecting the genesis of the world.The world tried to recreate itself inorder to fit in the cosmic order but ended up in adversity. Slowly, essence was fading out and it lead to potential possibilities imprinting itself in the world. These possibilities eventually became intense to the extent that even the Heavens had to be indulged in matters. It was around this tale did many strive for change for a perfect world. But was also battled by a careful dance of destiny. Defeated or Not it's uncertain. Since immemorial, ever since The Great Fall Of The Badu Dynasty, no other dynasty ever survived for more than a ceuntry. All the great proving dynasties were reduced to ashes by the Golden Fate which befell the world. 10 Great Ages of 10 Great dynasties, and yet the imbalance the world has sunk into still grows deeper. To even make Heaven roar. Ages of promising geniuses; Ages of ruined geniuses; in a world clouded by mislead and lies; when would the ruined clearly see the sky?? The question remains unanswered. From despairing to forging a path of his own, a youth hovered in a humid dark sky amidst the thick clouds that had a strong smell of blood. He adorned in a bloody canvas as he aimlessly pointed his magical sky-shattering sword horizontally to a ruined scarlet castle deeply hidden behind the density of the bloody clouds. Encircling this youth were 5 brown gems gleaming weakly. Because his entire being was heavily soaked in blood, his pupils could not be seen but if one looked closely, it could be noticed that his eyes glowed like a moon.

This is the simplified version of legend of the northern blade.

Anna Brown spent her life saving others. A brilliant cancer specialist in New York, she believed in healing, in love, and in the perfect life she built with her husband, Alexander Knight. Until one night shattered everything. A forgotten past awakens. A mysterious book appears. And a name begins to whisper through the wind— Shou Feng. The feared god of destruction. A being born from shadows… bound to a destiny written in blood and fate. When the worlds of science and magic collide, Anna is pulled into a truth far older than her life. Betrayal, power, and a love that should never exist begin to unfold around her. He was created to destroy. She was meant to heal. But when the healer touches darkness… even the gods begin to tremble. Because some loves are strong enough to defy fate. And when hearts rebel against destiny— even gods can fall.

I got reincarnated as Azek Willowheart, the youngest son of the Willowheart noble family, possessing Grade Five magical talent. ..... This wasn’t an OP main character. Not some extraordinary prodigy. Just a guy with mediocre talent—the kind who gets written off and wiped out after a few chapters. And to top it all willowheart has been a family of swordmasters since generations. A mediocre talent in magic and no sword talent at all... that was azek willowheart's reality. Damn it. I was this close to my goal. I had just finished my PhD thesis when this happened. In a magical fantasy world where world was experiencing imminent apocalypse threat.. a webnovel which I had only skimmed through for a few chapters… Yeah. This is bad.

Eden bir süper güç değildi.İnsanlığın yok oluşuna açılan bir kapıydı. Hayatlar hızlandı. Beklemek gereksizleşti, sınırlar belirsizleşti. Eden insanlara istediklerini verdi; karşılığında aldıklarını hiç göstermedi. Ne aldığı, son ana kadar fark edilmedi. Bu evrende her cilt, aynı dünyanın başka bir yüzünü anlatır. Farklı insanlar, farklı seçimler ve aynı sessiz sonuçlar. Eden anlatılabilecek bir madde ya da yaratık değildir. Eden, içimizde kalan insanlığın son parçalarının yavaşça yok oluşudur.

Yuuta Konuari was the weakest, most average guy on Earth. Barely scraping through college. Working a part-time job. Growing up in a quiet orphanage with no family to call his own. Life was simple. Predictable. Lonely. Then fate played a cruel game. One night, he dreamed of a woman. A stunning, powerful Dragon Queen from another world and he slept with her. The dream felt so real that he woke breathless, but he convinced himself it was nothing. Just his lonely mind playing tricks. He forgot about it. He moved on. He continued living in silence for Five year. Until she showed up in his room. Erza, the Dragon Queen, crossed worlds to find him. She brought a child with silver hair, tiny wings, and red eyes that looked exactly like his. A little girl who called him "Papa." She gives him one year. One year to prove himself worthy of being her mate. One year before she kills him for tainting the royal bloodline. Yuuta should be terrified. He is terrified. But he has never had a family before. And Elena with her wagging tail, her boundless curiosity, and her absolute certainty that Papa can fix anything has already claimed his heart. On the surface, this is a story about a mortal man who somehow won the heart of an ice queen. A slice-of-life romance about cooking, dancing, and learning to be a family. It is warm. It is tender. It is the kind of story that makes you believe love can conquer anything. It is not. Beneath the surface, something else lurks. A secret buried in Yuuta's blood. A past he was forced to forget. A truth that connects him to the very monsters hunting them. The scars on his back are not from childhood accidents. The nightmares that wake him screaming are not random. And the woman who swore to kill him is beginning to realize that the mortal she despises is not the villain she imagined. He is the victim. The forgotten son. The boy who was never meant to exist. As enemies close in from both worlds, Yuuta must uncover the truth of his origin before it destroys everything he loves. He does not have magic. He does not have power. He has only his hands, his heart, and the stubborn refusal to let go. He doesn't need to be a hero. He just needs to hold on. But holding on may cost him everything. Join my discord Discord: https://discord.gg/Z97qm22k2Q

Slade Langston dies in a car crash only to wake up as Bryce Larkin three days before the CIA's most famous heist. He isn’t just a rogue agent anymore; his transmigrated soul has mutated his interaction with the Intersect, granting him Organic Optimization Powers like the Party Experience Link, which allows him to share skills and emotional stability with allies through metaphysical bonds. While he follows the script by sending the Intersect to Chuck Bartowski, he embeds a subconscious "seed" to ensure his own survival. As he navigates the dangerous waters of Fulcrum and the CIA, his Skill Evolution ability turns every street fight into a permanent upgrade, making him a "Prophet" who sees moves before they happen. Interestingly, the system makes him feel a "Mercy Debt" whenever he manipulates his team, forcing a brutal honesty that the original Bryce never possessed.

Time is not a river. It is a road… and everyone walks it without knowing where it ends. Invited— when Natalak is drawn from his world and set upon that road, he is not given a mission or a crown but free will of choosing. He instead, he is placed into Vashkeil, a land governed by systems older than morality itself. Vashkeil is a land of guilds, gods, and empires bound together by trade, magic, and fragile balance. As wars rise and ancient forces stir, and unseen mechanism turns, Natalak moves through the conflict himself moving through wars he did not begin and decisions he cannot escape. It follows a man who doesn’t seek power. Rather, he seeks understanding. This is not a tale of conquest, but of traversal. And on this travel draws many things. The Traveler’s Time is a slow-burning epic about existence, consequence, and the cost of asking “why.”. It tells a man who walks the road between law and chaos, fate and destiny, searching for meaning in a world where every answer carries a cost. ******************************************************************* If you are curious to see Vashkeil's Lore, codex and system, you can Visit my Patreon. https://www.patreon.com/c/AdiMaawatan?vanity=user And my Patreon is all free for you to see...

In the war-forged empire of Epsos, conquest was once the only path to greatness—until a White Magis united the empire with the hidden nation of Graitan, creating an era where magic and steel flourished together. Now, Ayumu Velmiar, the last remaining White Magis, serves as advisor to the Emperor and the final keeper of her people’s legacy. Beside her stands Kaiser—the Emperor’s feared right hand, a man loyal to the throne yet unknowingly devoted to her. As they journey through an empire balanced between peace and ruin, Ayumu is drawn into adventures, political turmoil, and the unwavering gaze of the man who has long since decided that one day, she will be his.

The boy is dead, along with nothing but regret and hatred at the end of the world. At the Border between nothing and void, two hands reached out, vying for his remnant — the undying hatred of a foreign star, and a sleeping serpent coiled beneath alien fate. He knew which hand could lead him back. As from his ashes, a thread of gold rose from grey, woven into a child — and thus the mighty river rose until it swallowed the world. Walking among the living once again, he pressed his nature and manner against the fundamental of existence until the gaze beyond the sky turned toward him.  At the Border, the Audience was granted. From the Trial, he emerged with a new call: Treader.

What happens when a man is too great to be allowed a single life? After his death in the war of the Mahabharata, Karna does not find peace. He finds repetition. A cycle without end. A universe that refuses to accept his death. Forced to relive existence across countless lives, Karna begins to understand a truth hidden from gods and men alike— Fate is not absolute. It is enforced. And he is the anomaly that threatens it. But to break the cycle… He must answer one final question: Is freedom worth the destruction of destiny itself?

THE STORY OF A BOY WHO DIDNT KNOW WHAT FATE IS PLANING FOR HIM.FROM AN ORDINARY BOY WHO CANT EVEN FIGHT A DOG BUT BECAUSE OF ONE INCIDENT HE CHANGED AND BECOME THE HOPE FOR HIS PEOPLE ,WHO BELIEVES IN HIM AND TRUST HIM.BUT AT THE END YOU CAN NEVER PREDICT WHAT FATE IS PLANNING FOR YOU.

A broken heart... A deadly pandemic... A deadlier prophecy... A falling friend... A failing system... All around a single person - who is made to choose himself to solve everything by a rare convergence of system and love. He is made to bend time, play with minds and unravel mysteries - all at once. As only later he understands that he has to do something that he is the best at - LOVE. Villians are justified and protagonists are crticized, only until the world thinks through a dopamine-hijacked brain. Once people start to feel from their heart, humanity reaches its Zenith. All the fallacies against love shall fumble, once the right and righteous person takes up his weapon. Also found on RoyalRoad.com

I am scared I am scared of a lot of things future, present and even the past I am scared to lift my head or else l will see it I want to ignore it, all the things hoping they will pass I still wonder who I am yet the answer isn't important I will be forgotten in the end becoming no more than past Please forget me and move on

An outcast living without hope accidentally finds a crystal necklace, believing it to be nothing more than an ordinary object. He soon realizes that the crystal necklace possesses a strange power—but the more he uses it, the more people begin to hunt him. At first, he only wants to survive, but his journey leads him to encounter friends, enemies, and secrets about an ancient war.

"Fro the love of money is the root of all evil" Seven mercenaries from across Asia are deployed into Zarakhanda—a nation already collapsing under a silent war between global superpowers. What begins as a simple extraction mission turns into a death trap when they are cut off, hunted, and forced to navigate a battlefield controlled by rival militias… and foreign intelligence agencies pulling the strings. As alliances fracture and truths surface, the team realizes they were never sent to rescue anyone.

Eiran always thought he had everything he ever wished for. Valerian never wished for anything but him. And Saelior... he didn't even know if there was something he should wish for—maybe love. Life felt perfect. Eiran had come out long ago, the man he loved returned his feelings, and his mother's love was unwavering. He never asked for more. But everything shattered when Valerian got engaged—to his cousin. She was beautiful, sweet, and everything his family could wish for. Everything Eiran was never meant to be. So he left, escaping a place filled with bittersweet memories. In a new city, among unfamiliar faces, he felt hollow—until he met Saelior. Stunning, seemingly perfect, and quietly broken, Saelior carried a pain Eiran recognized all too well. They shared too much in common, yet some wounds ran too deep for words. Could friendship heal them... or would it only deepen the ache of hearts that were never meant to be together? _____________________________________________________________________________ My feet got tired before it was late, I knew you were mine but we never met. And now that we met on stars, We fell together—but this time, hard.

I was trapped… Trapped in a place I had never truly belonged to before. Among friends. I thought I would finally enjoy my new life, but I never knew it would come with conditions. I found someone who truly loved me… but he was never meant to be mine. And the one who showed me love. I never knew if it was real or just another illusion. Bound by friendship, I slowly found myself standing in the same place I had been four years ago. Back when loneliness was all I knew. When I needed love the most, I never received it. And when love finally found me… My life had already given up. And just when everything finally started becoming okay… Fate whispered to me, “Now close your eyes.” The person I fell in love with… the person who fell in love with me… What we had was never just love. We were both broken in our own ways. Yet somehow, we understood each other better than anyone else ever could. And when I finally realized who I truly wanted in my life… Everything changed.