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“I would rather go to war than marry him.” Prince Aurelian never expected his fate to be sealed with a single decision—a political marriage to his enemy, Prince Draven of Nightbane. Cold. Unreadable. Infuriating. Everything Aurelian despises. Forced to share a room, a future, and a name, their rivalry only burns hotter. But behind Draven’s silence lies something dangerous, and behind Aurelian’s defiance hides a heart that may not be as guarded as he thinks. As jealousy rises, tensions snap, and secrets unfold, one truth becomes impossible to ignore— The villain may have fallen first… but the prince might fall harder.

One minute I was playing Hogwarts Legacy, the next I was staring at a very tiny, very annoying Harry Potter. I had been transferred into the body of the infamous, overweight, and blissfully non-magical Dudley Dursley. It was a terrible situation... until I realized my Hogwarts Legacy Game System came with me. Spells? Check. Gear? Check. The ability to gain rewards by proving superiority? Double Check. Suddenly, being the Boy Who Lived cousin isn't a sentence, it's an opportunity to feel a new world. While the rest of the world worries about Voldemort, I'm focused on power-leveling, getting a reward, mocking voldemort and finally the most beautiful woman in the world. Harem? Please vote who should marry Dudley. Update: Monday, Wednesday and Friday Important Note: This is rewriting fanfiction from my original fiction novel, I did this because the old fiction has so many loophole.

People might think this is just another story revolving around power systems and mafia romance drama — something predictable, something familiar. this story literally has everything you can ever imagine. From love to hatred, from comedy to sadness. But this story is far more unexpecting than that. Nothing unfolds the way you expect. Every decision carries hidden consequences, every character hides a deeper truth, and just when you think you understand the direction, the narrative twists beyond imagination. In this world, nothing is certain — and no one can truly predict what is happening or what will happen next. _________________

​"In the Ji Empire, your existence is only as thick as the ink in the Ledger of Souls. To be forgotten is to vanish into the Void." ​Shi Yi is a ghost in a silver robe. Known as the "Eraser," he lives in the fog-shrouded city of Ming, surviving by stealing the agonizing memories of others to fuel his own fading existence. Ten years ago, he committed the ultimate sin: he erased a Sovereign from the world's memory to save his life. He chose a world of silence over a world without him. ​Yan Jie was that sin. A man of crimson and gold, a sovereign whose name was stripped from every scroll and every mind—except for the echoes left in the wind. For ten years, he existed as a shadow, a forgotten king wandering the edges of the Absolute Void. ​But some covenants are written in blood that no ink can cover. ​When Yan Jie returns to the Crystal Bridges of the Empire, the silence is shattered. He doesn't just want his throne back; he wants the man who dared to forget him. As the Rulers of the Ledger awaken and the Empire begins to crumble, Shi Yi must face a terrifying truth: ​You can erase a name, you can erase a face, but how do you erase a heart that remembers what the mind has lost?

“They were called heroes.” Ben looks at the empty world around him—the red sky, the ash in the air, the silence where his family once stood. “They failed.” In another universe—Earth-616—the Avengers lost. And their failure didn’t stay there. It spread. It broke worlds. It took everything from him. When Ben Tennyson tries to enter the multiverse to fix it, even the portal rejects him. Because this isn’t just a fight anymore—this is something bigger. Now, with a changed Omnitrix, new rules, and powers he doesn’t fully understand, Ben is forced to stop rushing… and start becoming something more. “I don’t care how strong they were.” He clenches his fist, the watch glowing. “They had their chance.” From training new aliens to mastering power that can destroy or save entire realities, Ben prepares for a war the Avengers couldn’t win. And this time— “I’m not here to help them.” His voice turns cold. “I’m here because they failed… and I won’t.”

In a world where strength is everything, Kang Joon-seok is the weakest link—an E-rank hunter barely scraping by to support his mother and little sister. When a simple E-rank raid turns into a deadly trap inside a hidden SSS-rank dungeon, Joon-seok faces an impossible choice: watch his comrades die or offer his own head as sacrifice. In his final moments, he makes the ultimate sacrifice for those he loves. But death is not the end. Awakening in a hospital with a mysterious system interface and a powerful new skill, Joon-seok realizes the gods of this cruel world have taken notice. The faceless being that toyed with their lives isn't done with him yet. From the bottom of the hunter ranks, the weakest will rise. Armed with a system that grows stronger through survival and a burning vow to protect his family, Joon-seok will challenge the very rules of this world. What happens when the mortal who should have died... survives? The Mortal Who Survived — a tale of sacrifice, awakening, and relentless growth.

Warning (Mature Content) Just as my thoughts started to turn dark, a cold realization hit me. What am I doing? I pushed him back, just enough to break the kiss. My heart was thundering. This is a man. I've never been with a man before. So why did this plain, messy-haired kid feel more attractive than every supermodel I'd ever worked with? He didn't pull away. He just rested his forehead against my arm, his breathing heavy. The drug was clearly still in his system. "Aish," I muttered, rubbing my temples. This kid was going to be the death of me. I carried him to the shower, hoping the cold water would snap him out of it. I put him in the tub and turned on the spray. He reached out, his hand trembling as he caught mine. "Mister..." "Just focus on the water," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "I'm right here. I'll help you." But then he used his other hand to... Wtf. I stood there, frozen... ------ Gabriel Moonday is the youngest of seven brothers—and in the Moonday household, "protection" is an understatement. Shielded, shy, and hidden behind thick glasses and messy bangs, Gabriel has spent twenty years living under the watchful (and terrifying) eyes of his siblings. But one night, one drink, and one massive mistake change everything. When Gabriel wakes up in Room 7 of a VIP Bar, he isn't alone. Laying next to him is Caius Vale—the nation’s top star, a man known for his cold perfection and a face that sells out stadiums. Now, Gabriel is caught in a web of secrets: The Superstar: Caius is suddenly obsessed with the "nerdy" intern who pinched his shoulder on set. The Best Friend: Sebastian is hiding a scandalous night of his own with the scariest Moonday brother. The Brothers: Seven protective, powerful men are closing in, ready to break the jaw of anyone who touches their "Vanilla" brother. In a world of flickering film lights and dark family secrets, Gabriel is a bird who doesn't know how to fly. But with Caius Vale refusing to let go, Gabriel might just have to learn—before his brothers burn the whole set down. ----- I'm planning to write a family saga, story of every brothers. This is the 1st book about the youngest. Hope you enjoy it. ☺️ Tropes: *Family Saga / Overprotective Brothers *Celebrity x Intern *Possessive ML *Slowburn

Rei Nishimura only wanted to live an ordinary life except he was brought into the world upon realising his dream of being a sorcerer has a lot of things to understand and to deal with especially when everything is ruthless and cruel in contrast of what he had expected.

This is the story of Noel, her friends, and the mysterious school for elites that brought them together and gave them power.

Winter Harper came to New York with a plan. The plan failed. So she built something else — three jobs, a small apartment, and a three-year-old daughter who calls strangers "Dada" with alarming confidence. She didn't expect Alex Larson to be in that city. She didn't expect one exhausted, unguarded night to change everything. And she absolutely did not expect to be pregnant — again — by the one man she's spent her whole life refusing to need. Alex is cold, controlled, and worth more money than most countries. He's also been quietly showing up in Winter's life for months — paying her rent anonymously, making her shifts easier, picking up her daughter from daycare like he has the right to. When he finds out she's carrying his child and she hasn't said a word, he shows up at her door with ice in his eyes and two questions she doesn't have good answers to. Winter has her pride, her independence, and every reason not to trust him. Alex has his money, his patience, and a three-year-old who already calls him Dada. Chloe always knew. She just had to wait for the adults to catch up.

In the Rose Kingdom, every child is blessed by different Mothers at birth. Mother Nature grants dreams of growth — flames that roar, vines that bind, copper that strikes like lightning, lava that reshapes the earth. Mother of Wind bestows hope and freedom — speed beyond sight, storms of ice, wings that carry you to the sky. And then there is Vista… the shadow no one speaks of. Maxwell Thorne was born with nothing. No gift. No mark. No power. Just a loud mouth, unbreakable grit, and a dream bigger than the kingdom itself: to become one of the legendary Heavenly Star Generals, the twelve strongest protectors who stand above all. Mocked as “Blank,” abandoned by society, betrayed by the one person he trusted most, Max refuses to break. When death should have ended him, something awakens instead — a mysterious power no one has ever seen. The gift of Vista the mother of despair . Gifts falter and fade in his presence.

Betrayed and killed, Aarav should have been condemned to hell. But hell rejects him. Declared an “irregular existence” by King Yama, he is sent back to the world of the living—with a task. Every thirteen days, he must capture a wandering soul. Fail… and the punishment won’t be death. It will be something worse. But something is wrong. The souls aren’t normal. And the world he returned to… isn’t either.

Ren Hayashi was just a farmer. Until the day he lost his right eye to save others. That day changed everything. In a world ruled by levels and monsters, Ren begins his journey not with strength—but with instinct. From forests to dungeons, from survival to domination, his power grows through precision, control, and relentless combat. He is not alone for long. Allies gather. Rivals appear. And among them, one stands equal—Tatsuro Zenith. But something deeper begins to awaken. Something that reacts to him. Something sealed. Ren does not seek fame. He does not seek recognition. Only strength. Because this story… does not end with power. It begins with it.

A modern man with an extraordinary mind dies not in battle, but from exhaustion - having devoted his life to learning, understanding, and mastering knowledge beyond ordinary limits. He awakens in another world… Inside the fragile body of a dying orphan boy named Lui Yan. There is no system. No inherited cultivation manual. No powerful family or hidden bloodline. Only a limitless soul - and a mind capable of understanding anything. In a world where cultivators rely on rigid methods, sect legacies, and inherited techniques, Lui Yan walks a different path. By observing nature, following the flow of qi, and applying pure comprehension, he begins cultivating without knowing he is doing something unheard of. Years pass. A wooden house by a river becomes his sanctuary. Breathing becomes cultivation. Understanding becomes power. When he finally steps into the world of sects, trials, rivals, and missions, Lui Yan discovers that true danger is not beasts or enemies - but the heavens themselves, which impose limits on all living beings. Through brutal missions, quiet friendships, medicine refining, and life-and-death trials, he advances step by step - never faster than he should, never slower than fate allows. This is not the story of a chosen one. It is the story of a mortal mind that refuses to accept limits. A soul that walks its own path. A cultivation journey that stretches beyond realms… beyond worlds… beyond heaven itself. This is the Path of the Limitless Soul.

"Who are you when your world is erased, your memory is a ghost, and the only power you have is a reflection of a self you can no longer remember?" When Earth collide with a world of blood and ancient power, survival demands more than strength, it demands transformation. Believed to be summoned itself by the Goddess of Light, billions of humans awaken in Terraldia with no path home and a weapon forged from their very souls. These Outworlders carry cursions, the manifestations of their deepest selves into a realm where noble bloodlines wield magic, where demons crawl from forgotten depths, and where trust is the rarest currency of all. Where their previous world's history, cultures, technologies, love, families, and careers were all gone in an instant, some hide their true power behind false classifications. Others weave strategies in the shadows of royal courts. A few simply try to survive one more day in a world that views them as tools, threats, or worse. But Terraldia's carefully maintained order is fracturing. Ancient forces stir beneath temple stones. Political alliances built on centuries of blood are tested by those who refuse to be controlled. And in the spaces between light and shadow, the question becomes not whether the Outworlders will change this world—but whether they'll survive what it makes of them first. In a land where power is inherited and outsiders are expendable, those who were nothing on Earth must become everything—or be buried beneath the weight of a history not their own. - This story features morally complex characters navigating a world where survival often demands compromise, and where the line between hero and pragmatist blurs with every choice made.

In the cozy streets of Haneul-dong, where cherry blossoms cling stubbornly to the branches even as spring fades, two ordinary middle schoolers find their worlds quietly intertwined. Kang Daewon is a shy, thoughtful artist who notices the smallest details, while Yoo Aera is soft-spoken, gentle, and impossibly kind - a quiet presence that feels like a calm in the chaos. What begins as school projects, library study sessions, and shared sketches slowly blooms into something more. Between teasing friends, little family interruptions, and secret smiles, they navigate the tender, awkward, and heart-skipping moments of first love. From rainy days with umbrellas to school trips up Mount Seorayeon, photo contests, and summer festivals under the glowing lanterns, every day becomes a memory stitched with warmth, laughter, and the delicate ache of growing feelings. Blue Umbrella Days is a story about noticing the quiet beauty in the world - and in each other - about first love, friendship, and the sweet, unforgettable moments that make youth magical.

False hope is a terrible thing, if it is the only thing keeping you alive, you will be dead by dawn.​ 死, a citizen of the Undercity, receives a once in a life-time chance at a new life but is it the light he has been searching for ?​

I took the wrong street. A massive wall blocked my path, towering me over. Behind me, I could hear the armed men closing in. I turned around and my hands moved with instinct, pulling out my gun, ready to attack at any range, at any moment. Six vs one, what a hell of the odds, they were fully armed Then the growl of an engine cut through the tension. My eyes flicked to the street. Another black SUV rolled smoothly into view, its glossy surface reflecting the harsh sun. The door swung open, I froze. "For Fuck's sake," I muttered again A tall, broad-shouldered man stepped out. his posture was confident, every movement was controlled, deliberate-like a predator surveying his territory, His face was sharply defined and for the god damn mercy I know that face very well. His eyes were icy blue, cold and piercing, sharp enough to unsettle anyone who met his gaze. There was a calm calculation in line between glint of menace that warned of violence at any moment His dark hair was neatly slicked back, but a few strands had fallen loose, brushing against his forehead. He wore a tailored suit that hugged his form perfectly, each crease and fold meticulously. A subtle gleam of gold from a watch and ring hinted at wealth and influence, but it was his aura-the mix of authority and fucking danger, that made him unmistakably a man to be reckoned with. Khalib Dasirov, A Russian figure whose presence alone could silence a room.

Tyler and Aaron have hated each other since forever. Rivals on the track, enemies in the dirt, and constantly at each other's throats-nothing in their small-town trailer park life is simple. Between crashed bikes, broken families, late-night fights, and reckless choices, their hatred is loud, messy... and maybe the only thing keeping them alive. The thing is, sometimes hate isn't the opposite of love. Sometimes it's the first step toward it. Warning: slow burn, enemies-to-lovers, explicit language, violence, drugs, trauma, and sexual content.

NEW CHAPTER EVERY FRIDAY! --- The Earth was hit by a meteor, and it caused a mysterious virus to spread. The virus caused people to turn into zombies, and Luca Weisman lost his parents when he was sixteen to zombies as well. His other relatives also died because of zombies, that was the reason why he despised zombies very much, and he only had himself in the chaotic world that was about to end because of the catastrophe. He sealed himself off without letting anyone enter his territory, but one day, a strange delivery guy suddenly tried to knock on his door and wanted to come in. It turned out that the person was the annoying player he knew in the game, but one thing he didn't know was the person's true identity. Other feelings developed from the initial annoyance and hatred, but would those feelings still be the same after he found out the person's true identity?