There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.

[A sequel to The F-Class Healer Omega is a Villain] In the city of Seoul, nothing had truly changed since the last surge of gates—at least, not after the last high energy levels had stablized. The country had settled into peace and harmony, guarded by an even stronger awakener… until the moment he became pregnant. Two months into his pregnancy, that stability shattered. S-Class gates erupted across the country in an unprecedented stream, swallowing cities in panic and destruction. But these gates themselves weren’t the most troubling part. The one who triggered them—undeniably an S+ Class awakener—had vanished without a trace. Gone. Offline. Watching the country burn from the shadows, planning something far more dangerous. With the nation on the brink, the Central Bureau for Awakeners had no choice. They assigned the task of hunting down this mysterious new S+ Class to the strongest hunter in the country. And who is the strongest hunter, you ask? Of course… it’s me.

"Why do you have pheromones like an omega? You smell like one too," Lucius asks, his eyes darkening, his wolf rising to the surface. Panic rises in my chest. If he knows—if anyone knows—it’s over. My father will kill me.......... They call me *Raven Blackwood*—firstborn of two powerful Alphas, heir to strength, glory, and all that wolf-pack pride. Except there’s just one tiny problem… I’m not an Alpha. I’m not even close. I’m the thing they all despise. An Omega. My father lied the day I was born. Spun a story about a curse, locked me away, and pumped me full of blockers so no one would ever sniff out the truth. For eighteen years, I’ve been his little secret, hidden like a shameful mistake. Now I’ve been dragged into an Alpha Academy—the one place where secrets like mine don’t just slip out… they explode. Picture it: one Omega, trapped in a school of Alphas. My step-siblings hate me, my wolf refuses to wake, and my pheromones are starting to betray me. Oh, and did I mention my sworn enemy—the infuriating, arrogant, too-handsome-for-his-own-good Lucian—is somehow tangled up in my fate? Fate, by the way, is cruel enough to hint he might be my mate. Add a tomboy roommate who can’t stop looking at me, Lucian’s friends circling like predators, and an entire academy full of power-hungry wolves… And me? Just trying to survive without losing my secret, my freedom, or my heart. Welcome to my nightmare. Or maybe… my beginning.

The century-old war between witches and werewolves has finally ended. Peace reigns. Or so it seems. Because that peace came with a price. Something stirs in the shadows. Dark creatures now hunt wolf, witch, and human alike. The world needs a savior... one born of chaos and magic. Celeste Bloodoak was supposed to be that savior. Daughter of the North American Alpha King and his hybrid Luna Queen, she should’ve inherited greatness. But she didn’t. Wolfless. Nearly powerless. Scorned by her peers, rejected by the Alpha she loves and pitied by her own family, Celeste has always lived in her twin brother’s shadow. Until she meets him—a man forged in blood and darkness. A creature that shouldn’t exist. A vampire. And as if resisting that dangerous pull weren’t enough, Celeste’s world shatters during Bloodoak Academy’s Mating Ball... when she discovers she’s mated to four men. Not one. Not two. FOUR. Her arrogant Alpha ex. His calm, calculating Beta brother. A witch who wants nothing to do with her. And the mysterious vampire whose kiss tastes like sin. One girl. Four mates. And a bond that could save—or doom—the world. In this dance of blood, power, and forbidden desire, will Celeste rise as the prophesied heir… or fall to the darkness that calls her name? (TRIGGER WARNING: Mature content and dark themes ahead.) ~~~~~ 100 powerstones at the end of a week= 2 bonus chapters. 100 golden tickets at the end of a month= 3 bonus chapters.

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"

In her previous life, Han Ruochen was tricked into marriage and was forcibly made the wife of the foolish brother of her husband. She failed to escape, and her legs were broken by her cousin, Han Ziyan, who not only stole her husband but her destiny. She thought that after giving birth to a son and a daughter for the fool, she would be allowed to leave, but unfortunately, fate had other plans. She was killed by her foolish husband, who beat her up until she died, and her entire family was razed by Han Ziyan, whom they had kindly adopted. Han Ruochen hated Han Ziyan to the point that she couldn’t even close her eyes even when she died. However, when she opened her eyes, she was reborn in the nineties, before she lost everything. Armed with the knowledge of her previous life, Han Ruochen started to guard against Han Ziyan and her mother, Meng Yunhan, for she knew that Han Ziyan wasn’t her cousin but her mother’s illegitimate child! And the two of them were determined to snatch her father’s fortune and ruin her siblings to fill the pit made by Han Ziyan’s biological father. But by a stroke of luck, Han Ruochen gained a ‘Golden Finger’. Not only did her strength increase by leaps and bounds, but the sea also became her golden fishing ground. She left on an empty boat and returned with tonnes of expensive seafood. That wasn’t all. With the money and strength, she straightened her siblings and made them walk on the righteous path, where they started to respect the elders and care for the young. Thefts? Corruption? What was that? Come here and let your sister straighten you up with her fishing rod!

Jin, a hardcore gamer who still lives with his mom at the age of 24. He could never hold down a steady job since graduating, his girlfriend since high school dumped him for his best friend and he's constantly getting beat up by a group of local gang members. His dad left him and his mom when he became rich from the lottery and got a new family, one free of debt and burdens as he called it. His mom works 3 jobs to keep everything from falling apart, except for herself slowly. One day on his way home with the very first and new fully immersive VRMMORPG called Realm of Myths and Legends or RML for short, he died from a hit and run car accident. RML was advertised as the worlds first fully immersive VRMMORPG, allowing for players with skill sets in the real world, like sword training, martial arts, archery or reaction time, to benefit in the game itself! Though Jin died and at that moment a soul from another world crossed over into his body and inherited his memories. The man known as Izroth once hailed as the greatest cultivator in the seven realms, soul reincarnates into the modern world year 20xx in the body of Jin. "What are all these strange memories flowing into my mind..? I've been to all seven realms and have never seen one like this. Earth is it?" "M-My cultivation..! It's back to nothing! This body is so weak and spiritual essence here is scarce. But my soul strength is untainted." "I'll make right all the wrongs that have been done to you, your revenge shall come." "It's called a video game? I'll play it! Since you've given me this body even though it wasn't planned, I'll accomplish your goal of becoming #1." "So sects here are called guilds... I'll make the strongest one there is!" "Ha? World greatest gamer? Don't think you can bully me and not pay the price!" Action, Adventure, Betrayals, Romance, Revenge. Join Izroth on his journey to become the #1 player and create the #1 guild in RML! ----------------------------------------- Check out and support their work! Lots of great artwork! Discord: https://discord.gg/W6N9MZk Contact Me: [email protected]

Transmigrating into the DxD world, Sai Akuto awakened the Villainous Protagonist System. As long as he acts in ways befitting a villainous protagonist, he earns system rewards. Starting as the Red Dragon Emperor, Akuto steps onto the path of a villainous protagonist. Amano Yuuma: “Who just kisses someone right after they confess? And worse, I couldn’t even resist!” Rias: “Akuto is the boldest man I’ve ever met… he actually dared to sl*ep with me right in front of Grayfia.” ... Traveling through countless anime worlds, Akuto gathers retainers one by one, step by step building his own dimensional empire. Miyamoto Rei: “He didn’t even hesitate—just blew Houji’s head apart. I straight up pissed myself on the spot.” Akame: “What do you mean you ‘have a way’ to keep Esdeath off the battlefield for ten months?” Erica: “Never have I seen such shamelessness! The Witch of Sardinia gave him an inch and he climbed straight onto the bed.” Minamiya Natsuki: “The hell?! How did all the Blood Companions meant for the Fourth Progenitor, Nagisa, get stolen by you?!” ... DxD, Highschool of the Dead, Akame ga Kill, Campione, Strike the Blood, Jobless Reincarnation, Eminence in Shadow, Date A Live, Danmachi… Each world arc won’t drag on too long.

Reborn again and this time in the Wizarding World! Tom never expected to wake up in the wizarding world, much less in Luna Lovegood’s cozy home. Life as a pet isn’t so bad... until Hogwarts sends him an acceptance letter on Luna’s tenth birthday! Now, a mischievous, magic-wielding cat roams the castle halls, attends classes, and occasionally outsmarts professors. With strange powers and a knack for causing chaos, Tom’s about to turn Hogwarts upside down, one paw at a time. No one knows what changes his presence will bring to the wizarding world... but one thing’s for sure, magic just got a lot more cat-astrophic! Author's Note: This is a reupload you can check in my profile i got shadow banned or something as after more than ten days the novel had 200 collection and 69k views so i am gonna update both this new and old for a week and check which will get traction and show up in rankings then i will delete the weak one. Thanks for reading :)

Aegon Targaryen was meant to become the Dragonbane, a broken king crowned in ashes, remembered only for the extinction of dragons and the slow decay of House Targaryen born of the Dance. But fate has erred. Armed with knowledge of what is yet to come, Aegon rises amid ruin: his mother’s enemies still draw breath, the Greens’ poison festers in court and council, and traitors, lords, and would-be kings circle like carrion crows. If House Targaryen is to survive, it cannot return to what it was. It must rise as it was always meant to be... unyielding, unchallenged, and forged in fire and blood. Note- This is a translation

Leo had a problem. Don't be like Leo! It wasn't that he was poor. It wasn't that he was unlucky. It was that he had been cursed, or blessed by the Accidental Tycoon System. The rules were deceptively simple. Any money he lost on an investment would be returned to him, doubled. His life's new mission was crystal clear. He had to go bankrupt. In a high-tech world of S-Rank Heroes, magic, and newly-contacted alien civilizations, this should have been the easiest thing to achieve in the galaxy. He just had to become the biggest, most spectacular loser the universe had ever seen. So, he tried. Oh, how he tried... He threw billions at publishing a dungeon guide written by a 10-year-old. The maps were in crayon, and it listed the final boss as a Big Grumpy Badger. [Breaking: New S-Rank dungeon called 'The Whispering Labyrinth' appears! All high-tech mapping drones fail. A lost F-Rank porter used the crayon guide... and it's 100% accurate. The final boss is a 50-foot divine badger. The Galactic Union has declared the guide a 'holy text' for exploration!] He bought the galaxy's most useless moon, planning to build a 'Museum of Paint'. [Alert: Ancient magical ley-lines discovered under the moon's surface! It's the only place in the universe that can safely grow the 'Star-Lotus,' the key ingredient for immortality!] To the Intergalactic Hero's Guild, the Magic Academies, and the Alien Federations, Leo was the god of investment whose every move was like 5D chess that ordinary people couldn't understand. Heroes would soar with his sponsorship. Alien emperors offered him their daughters' hands in marriage for a single 'tip'. But Leo just stared at his bank account, which now displayed his wealth that he couldn't use on himself, with tears streaming down his face. "Please," he cried, "I'm trying to fail! Why won't you just let me be poor?!"

Reborn again and this time in the Wizarding World! Tom never expected to wake up in the wizarding world, much less in Luna Lovegood’s cozy home. Life as a pet isn’t so bad... until Hogwarts sends him an acceptance letter on Luna’s tenth birthday. Now, a mischievous, magic-wielding cat roams the castle halls, attends classes, and occasionally outsmarts professors. With strange powers and a knack for causing chaos, Tom’s about to turn Hogwarts upside down, one paw at a time. No one knows what changes his presence will bring to the wizarding world... but one thing’s for sure, magic just got a lot more cat-astrophic!

Warriors train their bodies. Scholars fill their minds. Every cultivator must have both and the talent to harness qi. But when the youngest princess of the murim lord was born, her golden core had to be sealed immediately because her talent for harvesting qi was too strong. Follow her as she regains her talent as the weakest murim princess. Warning: Psychologically painful. Happy ending. Emotional healing. Prepare tissues.

Ethan Mercer was a fifty-three-year-old criminal psychology professor who died of a heart attack, only to awaken as a thirty-two-year-old fast-tracked FBI agent, transmigrated into the high-stakes world of the BAU. He is guided by the Apex Predator System, a cold and analytical interface that weaponizes profiling techniques into "Hunter-Killer" protocols. While working alongside legends like Aaron Hotchner and Derek Morgan, Ethan must manage his Dread System levels—a measure of the darkness he radiates that can alert other predators or unsettle his teammates. During a tense briefing in the BAU bullpen, the system highlights a "Phase 2: Recognition" milestone, urging him to acknowledge the monster within to better hunt the ones outside. As he navigates a complex relationship with Elle Greenaway, Ethan uses his Social Manipulation skills to maintain his cover while delivering a brand of surgical justice that the law simply cannot provide. To survive in a world of human monsters, he must ensure he remains the apex of the food chain, even if it means blurring the line between the hero the FBI wants and the predator the system demands he become.

Zhou Ning never expected death to be the beginning. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself transported into the world of the soon-to-be-launched virtual reality game “Apocalypse.” It was an age of steam and iron. Towering smokestacks choked the sky. Brass gears turned within colossal factories. Steam-powered trains roared across continents, while airships drifted between cities crowned with cathedral spires and crackling lightning towers. Industry ruled. Ambition thrived. Power belonged to those who could seize it. But Zhou Ning wasn’t a player. He wasn’t even a normal NPC. He had been reborn before the official global launch—trapped inside the game world itself—with a fully functional player panel only he could see. And in the corner of that panel, a mysterious function blinked: Time Travel Simulator. Before the first player ever logged in, Zhou Ning had already crossed countless timelines and dimensions. He discussed ideals with George Bernard Shaw. He formed a fateful bond with Dio Brando. He clashed head-on with Thanos on a shattered battlefield. He embraced madness as the Joker and overturned the order of an entire civilization. He seized the supreme throne and watched kingdoms fall beneath his will. Each journey left something behind—power, abilities, knowledge that should not exist in “Apocalypse.” And quietly, beneath the hiss of steam and the turning of gears, he began integrating them into this industrial world. Then the servers opened. When players finally descended into the world, they quickly realized something was terribly wrong. Why was someone fighting in armor that looked exactly like Iron Man’s suit? Since when could warriors unleash something called Conqueror’s Haki? Who summoned a radiant Blue-Eyes White Dragon across the capital skies? Why did Osiris’s Sky Dragon darken the heavens? And what in the world were Devil Fruits doing in this steam-driven empire of brass and gunpowder?! This wasn’t the game from the trailers. It wasn’t the beta version. It wasn’t even the same world. Because before the players arrived— Zhou Ning had already rewritten the game.

Chen Yao inherited a cursed fortune-telling shop. Here, reading fate isn't magic—it's a transaction. Every prediction transfers the cost to someone else. Every "miracle" is a loan from the universe, with compounding interest. Chen Yao doesn't believe in destiny. He's a data analyst. But the system his ancestors built is breaking, and the debt collectors are coming. This time, there's no one left to transfer the bill to. So he does the unthinkable: he pays it himself.

shen huai , a miserable guy ignored by the people in earth, betrayed by his own lover somehow awakened the strongest system in existence and transmigrated to a advanced lower level planet and started his new journey....... why the Strongest system choose him ? why he was betrayed by his lover ? did huai always have to suffer like this or something interesting going to happen in his new life ? . . . The air in the hidden valley was thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and the cold, crisp edge of mountain dew. Above, the stars were scattered like crushed diamonds across a velvet sky, but for Shen Huai, the only light that mattered was the steady, grounding presence of the man beside him. They stood on the edge of a moonlit pavilion, the silence between them heavy with the things they rarely dared to say. "The path we walk is written in blood and ancient laws, Huai," Yan Wuhe said softly. His voice, usually as sharp as the edge of his blade, held a rare, jagged vulnerability. He didn't look up, his fingers tracing the hilt of his sword. "Eternity is a long time to spend looking over your shoulder." Shen Huai stepped closer, the silk of his white robes whispering against the stone floor. He reached out, his touch as light as a falling petal as he placed his hand over Yan Wuhe’s. The contrast was stark: the scholar’s pale, steady hand over the warrior’s calloused, battle-scarred knuckles. "Then do not look back," Shen Huai whispered, leaning in until their shoulders brushed. "The 'system' may govern the heavens, and the 'Dao' may dictate the flow of time, but it has no power over this moment. Look at me, Wuhe." Slowly, Yan Wuhe turned. The moonlight caught the sharp planes of his face, softening the eternal frown he wore as a shield. When his eyes met Shen Huai’s, the intensity was enough to steal the breath from the air. "I have lived for the blade for so long," Wuhe murmured, his hand finally turning to lace his fingers through Huai's. "I forgot that there was anything worth coming home to." "You are my home," Shen Huai replied, his voice a vow. He reached up, his thumb grazing the small crimson mark on his own forehead before settling on Wuhe's cheek. The distance between them vanished. It wasn't a kiss of desperation, but one of profound recognition—a slow, deep merging of two souls who had finally found their center in a chaotic universe. It tasted of salt, longing, and the quiet promise of a thousand lifetimes. In that small circle of warmth, the primordial forces of the world felt distant. For a few heartbeats, there were no sects, no wars, and no destiny. There was only the steady rhythm of two hearts beating as one, carved out of the silence of eternity... . . . until the day He learns the truth, learns the secret that his system holds... Caution: yaoi, possesive, golden retriever, loving, loving family, LGBTQ, antagonist story, strong from the beginning, transmigrated, war, killing, technology, alchemist, miracle doctor, mysterious past, lot of couples , No Harem, Fated mate, aggressive antagonist, hiding real power...

Tara takes a solo trip to Gokarna with one simple intention: to breathe. Stuck in a relationship that feels heavy and a city that never slows down, she needs distance, not drama. What she doesn’t expect is Dhruv. Confident, restless, and impossible to ignore, Dhruv moves through life like he owns every room he enters. An AI developer with ambition in his eyes and unfinished emotional chapters in his heart, he believes in goals, growth, and self-made success. Commitment, however, is a question he never answers fully. When their paths cross by the sea, it doesn’t begin with romance. It begins with banter. With irritation. With curiosity. Between temple silences, salt-soaked mornings, and laughter shared with strangers who slowly feel familiar, Tara and Dhruv discover a connection that is neither dramatic nor defined. What grows between them is not possession, but presence. Not promises, but understanding. When Compasses Rest is a story about timing, emotional honesty, and the rare kind of bond that steadies you without asking you to stay. A mature, tender exploration of two people who meet not to complete each other, but to recognize themselves more clearly in the other’s light.

I hadn’t been overly special in my first life. When I’d died, I’d expected nothingness - oblivion. Instead, I rose again with the powers of a phoenix in a world of magic, monsters, and all-powerful Dragon Gods. If I wanted to avoid dying again, I would have to use everything at my disposal.

Webnovel Power Stone Ranking Results as of February 15, 2026! TOP 65! I’ll release one additional chapter tomorrow. Thank you for voting, dear readers! Please vote for this novel again this week for more bonus chapters! Have a great day and stay safe, everyone! ^_^ WebNovel Spirity Awards 2026 First Entry Book Link: https://www.webnovel.com/book/34709131300072805 W E B N O V E L webnovel.com its about a man who just wants to teach students and disciples and yet inexplicably lots of goddesses and fairies and beautiful maidens enter his life in the most unexpected fashion. ^_^ Update Schedule Daily Updates: One chapter per day Power Stone Ranking Goals Top 100: Additional 1 chapter (release weekend) Top 50: Additional 2 chapters (release weekend) Top 25: Additional 3 chapters (release weekend) Top 10: Additional 4 chapters (release weekend) Top 1: Additional 5 chapters (release weekend) Please note that any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, real world events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional. The characters, places, and incidents portrayed in this work of fiction are products of the author's imagination. Discord: https://discord.gg/mXMRjzF I used AI-generated images for my characters. If any of them resemble known female characters from anime or fiction, please contact me privately on Discord and I'll replace said images. No copyright infringement is intended. Thank you!

In a world which is dominated by ranking your maritial status your work status every thing is decided by ranking here Noel betrayed by his closed ones falled in ranking of F the lowest of low now with nowhere he starts his journey towards the revenge and for reaching the top of rankings

Sometimes, the funny one's are the most dangerours once. You don't poke them, because if you do, they might burn the world. And if their loved one's are hurt, what do you think they would do? "Nah, I'd burn" +++++++ Before any of you ask, no, this is not a translation. PS:- The MC will be a NORMAL GUY who will be reborn in the world of MHA. So don't expect him to go all Batman. Yes he will have an overpowered quirk, but he will develop it with time.

Adele de Frostfang, born a princess and a Luna by blood, she was never meant to be invisible. Yet at twenty-two, she remains unmated, powerless, and whispered about behind gilded doors. Her childhood spent in hospitals left her sheltered and naïve, while her younger sister shines effortlessly in the spotlight of society. In a world ruled by packs, power, and bonds, a Luna without a mate is seen as incomplete—and disposable. Tired of pity and ridicule, she makes a reckless decision: if fate will not give her a mate, she will choose one herself. She decides to learn the ways of high-circle from a rogue, what begins as lessons in confidence, society, and adulthood slowly turns into something deeper. But secrets cannot stay buried forever. This is a modern werewolf romance about choice, growth, forbidden bonds, and a no-mate Luna who dares to write her fate.

Long ago, when the world was still young and the skies bled fire, there was no peace, only ruin, silence, and ash. The land devoured kindness, and cruelty ruled. In this age of sorrow, three souls rose from the dust, each fleeing something lost, each carrying wounds deeper than the skin. Mavie came from the east, born in the heart of the Rucruthian Empire. A child of war, she was raised by blades and blood, praised for killing before she knew what peace was. They called her the Blade Unweeping. But one night, after seeing the pleading eyes of a dying child, she broke her sword and vanished into the wild. Aurelia was locked away in a western tower, daughter to a duke who wished she hadn’t been born. Forgotten by her kin, she found magic in old books and the whispers of walls. She spoke the ancient word "Ish’larein", Forget me, and walked into freedom, unseen and unlooked-for. Theron Alaric Vexar simply arrived. Crowned in twigs, barefoot, and smiling, he wandered from village to village, misfortune trailing him like a shadow. No one believed he had ever ruled, but he carried grief like one who’d seen whole kingdoms fall. In a hidden valley, the three built no throne, no castle. Only a place for the weary. Mavie raised homes from stone. Aurelia calmed the earth with spell and ink. Theron made the children laugh. People came, broken but breathing, and the land became a name: Jamíar Éllion. The First Dream. They did not know yet what they had made. Only that they no longer had to run.

Standing at the top of the world, the swordsman looked back on his life, the regrets that built up after an eternity of chasing strength. The child who lost his sole blood tie to the invasion of the outsiders. The student who lost all the guides that allowed him to build the sturdy foundation for his bright, shining success. The sworn brother who lost all who are comrades to him, all those who allow him to keep on living even at the darkest of times. The beloved, who lost all he valued, all he treasured and loved, taken by the same desire for strength that consumes him whole. Was it all worth it to stand at the very top when all your reason for doing so is lost in the way? For him who had lost it all, the answer is a resounding no, but even possessing the greatest of power, no one has the ability to return what is forever lost. Unless one's own soul returns back to where it all began, that is. "This time... I'll do it better this time"

Li Daoxuan received a strange scenic box. Inside the box, there was an ancient village, and a group of plastic figures, holding swords and knives, hacking and slashing through the village. He bent his finger and flicked it towards a most conspicuous figure... Late in the Ming Dynasty, in Shaanxi, there was a great drought in the land. A gang of mountain bandits was looting, burning, killing, and plundering in the village. A poor maiden was about to be killed under a mountain bandit's blade. Suddenly, a giant hand stretched out from the clouds, bent a finger, flicked it, and the mountain bandit was flung several dozen yards away.

The story follows Bai Liu, who, after losing his job, becomes involved with multiple unavoidable horror live-streaming games full of various monsters and players with killing intent, putting the players’ lives at stake.

Kaelon was a slum rat. He worked for a local gang and guarded a casino. His fate was to become another drunkard rotting in the shadow of Altium City. But this fate would change.

I was just a ghost in his empire, scrubbing his floors to pay for a life I could barely afford. Every day was survival—tuition, rent, food, and bills that didn’t wait for anyone. I had rules, pride, and a stubborn streak that refused to be broken, and I thought that was enough… until Julian Thorne looked down. He didn’t just see a janitor; he saw a challenge. A spark. A girl who wouldn’t bend, even when the world was pressing her to the ground. And suddenly, my quiet, invisible life didn’t feel so safe. Now, the man who runs this city with an iron fist has a contract for me. One year. Total submission. No questions asked. Every move, every word, every glance under his watchful eye. A deal with the devil that could solve all my problems—or burn my world to ash. He thinks he’s bought me, but he has no idea that I don’t just follow rules. I break them. He signed the check. I’m signing his downfall. Every day under his roof is a battle of wills—between power and pride, control and desire, temptation and survival. He wants obedience; I want freedom. He expects compliance; I deliver defiance. And somewhere in the tension, in the fiery clashes and the stolen glances, a dangerous attraction ignites. I didn’t ask for him. I didn’t ask for this contract. But I’m learning quickly: when a man like Julian Thorne wants you, nothing is ever simple. Every rule he sets is a challenge. Every command is a test. And I’m not the type to fail. Because I’m not just scrubbing floors. I’m fighting for my life, my pride, and my world. And if he thinks he’s the one in control… he’s about to find out who really writes the rules.

"Emotions are nothing but inefficient variables in the equation of immortality." In his previous life, Ye Wuhen was a pawn of fate. Reborn with the 'Void Spirit Body,' he realizes that the only way to escape the shackles of the Heavenly Dao is to become as cold and precise as the Dao itself. Empathy Module: Suppressed to 5% Logic Processing: Optimized to 99% Harem? No, they are high-performance tools for intelligence, resources, and power. Justice? A mere concept used to manipulate the weak. For Ye Wuhen, every encounter is a transaction, every battle is a calculation, and every 'love' is a soul-binding contract. Watch as he deconstructs the ancient laws of cultivation with mathematical precision, building the 'Abyssal Pavilion' to overshadow the five domains. In the face of absolute logic, even the Heavens will tremble. "The Dao has no emotions, and neither do I."

Valoria was the omega who couldn't shift — the pack freak no one wanted. Her fated mate chose her sister on the altar. Her father's solution? Hand her over as a spare bride to Lycan King Azrael — the most feared, most ruthless lycan alive. A beast who doesn't love, doesn't feel, and doesn't show mercy. He didn't want her either. But he kept her — not as a wife, not as a mate. As a toy. Something pretty to break when he's bored. "You're mine until I decide you're not, little mouse. And I haven't decided yet." He tortures her, taunts her, watches her break and smiles like it's art. But somewhere between the cruelty and the madness, his hands learned her body before his heart learned her name. He doesn't want to love her — he wants to own her, tame her, ruin her so completely that no one else will ever want what's left. And the damning part? She's starting to crave it. But there is a little secret that Azrael doesn't know. This is not Valoria's first rodeo in life. He doesn't know the Moon Goddess ripped her from death with one mission; to seduce him, tame him, and end his reign. One hundred days. That's all she has before he kills her or she kills him. The only thing the goddess didn't warn her about was the thin chance of falling for the monster she's supposed to destroy WARNINGS: This is a DARK romance. Azrael is not your soft misunderstood hero. He is brutal, possessive, morally corrupt, addictive, and utterly unhinged. Expect 18+ smutty content, dubcon, PLOT TWISTS, and a monster who might either steal or crush your heart. Proceed at your own risk (of addiction, lmao).