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!"

To the world, Princess Ilaria of Caelwyn is a bride of duty. To her heart, she is a woman desperately chasing the love of the husband who will not look her way. All she ever wanted was for him to care; for him to turn his gaze toward her with the same fervor she carried in her heart. No matter how many times he pushed her away, no matter how cold the silence between them became, she never gave up. Not once did she allow herself to see him as someone unworthy of her love. To her, he was always worth it. And when love at last took root, when it bloomed against every storm that tried to tear them apart; when two hearts finally found each other and dared to beat as one… fate, as cruel and merciless as it is, reminded them that there were forces even love could never conquer. --EXCERPT-- Levan pressed his lips to her temple, his lips trembling as though the kiss itself might shatter him. One hand cradled her face with the kind of gentleness he had never shown anyone, while the other threaded weakly through her hair, trying futilely to soothe the sobs wracking his wife's body. His breath break unevenly, his eyes were shut tight, as if by closing them he could pretend this moment would never come. As if the world might let them stay this way forever. As if the reality of it all could be discarded just so that they could live however they wanted. He let his mouth fall against her cheek and linger there, tasting the salt of her tears as though they were his own. He did not move for a long while… because if this sorrow was the final piece of her he was allowed to carry, he wanted to etch it into his very soul. He wanted to remember the way she shook in his arms. He wanted to remember the sound of her muffled cries. He wanted to remember the warmth of her skin pressed so desperately against him. He wanted to remember her as his wife; his beloved. "Live, my love," he whispered, his voice raw and breaking, the words choking out of him like a prayer he could barely force past his throat. He buried his face against her hair so she would not see the tears spilling freely down his cheeks. "Even if it's far from me… live." --×-- >> Tags: [soft comfort • fluff • VERY slow-paced • angst • sweet • romance • slow burn • comedy • fantasy] >> Here if you like SLOW BURN angsty romance. >> Main conflict starts wayyy later. >> Word count per chapter: 1.5k ~ 2.3k

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.

She was supposed to be just another spoiled heiress flatlining on a penthouse floor. One more overdose. One more file stamped “troubled rich girl.” Then Dr. Rowan Blackwood looked at her like she was someone not special and that single, stupid moment of boldness lit a fuse no one saw coming. Now the seventeen-year-old billionaire heir won’t stop until she owns Rowan completely. Body. Mind. Soul. She’ll buy the hospital wing if she has to. She’ll show up at 3 a.m. outside Rowan’s locked apartment door. She’ll burn every boundary, break every rule, ruin every excuse Rowan tries to hide behind because once someone sees the real, bleeding girl underneath the cocaine and couture, Isadora Ravencroft doesn’t let go. Ever. Rowan should run. Ethics scream it. The law demands it. Her career would survive it. But every time those fever-bright eyes lock on hers, every time that trembling, manic hand reaches out like it’s drowning… something inside the unflinching doctor starts to fracture. One wrong touch. One forbidden kiss in the dark. One night where detox sweat and desperate sobs blur into something neither of them can name. They’re definitely not supposed to *need* this. But obsession doesn’t ask for permission. And healing… healing can look a lot like destruction when the wrong two people find each other at the worst possible time. Welcome to the kind of love that ruins lives and might just save them anyway. Dark. Forbidden. Addictive. You won’t look away. Even when you know you should. ———— The audio was clean.  Crisp.  Every hitch, every gasp, every whispered "yes" and "more" rendered in perfect high-definition clarity. Rowan's knees buckled.  She caught herself against the door palm flat, sliding down an inch. "That's… that's illegal. You can't... you can't have that." Isadora lowered the phone slowly.  The moans cut off when she paused the video. "Illegal?" she echoed, almost gently. "Like fucking your seventeen-year-old patient in the backseat? Like letting her finger you until you screamed? Like coming home the next morning and lying to your friends that 'nothing happened'?"

Once upon a time, Eclipse lived a quiet life—until the Moon Goddess bound her to Malric NorthSteed, Alpha Prince of the North. A man who was Cold, Ruthless and Ambitious beyond mercy. On the night she was rejected as his mate, Malric slaughtered her entire pack… and then crowned another woman his bride. Buried under the burning betrayal, Eclipse dies with her family, but five years later, she is reborn as Arrow—an assassin feared by wicked nobles and criminals alike; a ghost whispered through the underworld. Every life she takes is training that sharpens her resolve toward a single purpose: Kill Malric NorthSteed. Then burn his entire empire to the ground. But Malric is no longer just an Alpha Prince. He is now the Alpha King of the North—untouchable behind towering palace walls and absolute power. So to reach him, Eclipse must do the unthinkable. She enters the grand Bridal Selection, a ruthless competition of fifty women vying to become his next Luna Queen—each bride hiding secrets, ambitions, and bloodstained desires of their own. Disguised, surrounded by spies and trapped among obsessed rivals and lethal politics, Eclipse plays the role of the demure woman seeking Malric’s heart… while plotting to rip it from his chest. Yet as the competition turns deadly, a terrifying truth emerges. In this game of hearts and death, she is far from the only pawn on the board; Her family’s massacre was no simple act of cruelty; The bond she once shared with Malric NorthSteed had been anything but an accident; Not to mention that Malric has been playing this game long before she even drew her bow, Eclipse tows the line of danger while donning on a fake mask before him. Because if Malric discovers who she truly is— If he realizes she is the mate he once rejected— If the embers between them ignite into something dangerously real— Then Eclipse will face a fate far worse than death. For when he catches her, no arrow, no mask, no hatred will save her. Not from his vengeance. Not from his power. Not from the forbidden love that could destroy them both.

She laughed with her rich friends… dared to use me like a toy. But the joke's on her now. When I got humiliated by the girl I loved, fate didn't hand me a second chance, it handed me a System. [Ding! Task: Seduce and Control Her Mother – Reward: $100,000 + Skill Upgrade] Her mother? A dominant CEO. Mature. Seductive. Cold-hearted. And now… she's obsessed with me. One task at a time, I'll break into their mansion, their boardroom, their twisted high-society world, and make them kneel. Ex-girlfriend? Regret will be the least of her emotions. [Ding! New Task: Destroy Her New Boyfriend's Family. Target: His Mother] Money. Power. Women. Control. They thought I was nobody. Now I'm the man they can't escape from. **** Join the community for exclusive character art, discussions, and sneak peeks: Discord — https://discord.gg/MS3vTX3Xwh **** Beware: NETORI | NO NETORARE | NO NETORASE | HAREM

A top assassin dies after killing his own boss, and instead of staying dead like he should, he wakes up in a cultivation world that feels like it came straight out of every cliché he’s ever heard about. Broken meridians, bullied by clan members who look down on him, a father who gave up on him for a younger brother with better talent, and an engagement annulled with a beauty… or maybe not that trope. Nothing special. Just unlucky. When he finally decides to leave the clan and find his own path, he discovers something strange about himself. People drop attributes while doing things, and for some reason, only he can see and interact with them. A cultivator repeatedly tempering his body leaves behind things like— [Strength +6] [Stamina Recovery +8] [Body Tempering Progress +5%] An alchemist wasting herbs and ruining pills over and over drops— [Alchemy Talent (Low)] [Herb Identification +15] [Pill Stability +7] A swordsman practicing the same technique until his hands go numb drops— [Sword Muscle Memory +9] [Blade Intent Fragment] [Combat Awareness +4] And when someone dies, the drops become even more ridiculous— [Strength +321] [Death ×3] [Physique Fragment: Jade Bone] [Incomplete Cultivation Insight] All of it can be picked up by him. He doesn’t need cultivation talent, bloodlines, or a master’s guidance, because while others spend years training, comprehending, and risking their lives for small improvements, he collects everything they leave behind, whether it’s stats, techniques, talents, physiques, or even professions. In a martial world where effort, talent, and luck decide how far you can go, his path is simple. Let others work. He’ll take the results.

They created the perfect humans. Then the perfect humans created themselves. 2055: As a teenager he refuses to spy on his neighbors with a AI-powered drone. They call him ancient. 2078: As a professor he warns that youth have abandoned love, marriage, and childbirth. They call him backward. 2085: The "Fourth Gender" rises against their creators. Now they call him the inheritor. Fleeing a burning Europe to a Sahara oasis, Adam discovers the last hope for humanity isn't a weapon. It's Latif—the first engineered human to ask a question no one expected: "Do you consider me human?" From Geneva's marble halls to Taghit's golden dunes to the red plains, INHERITORS is a heartbreaking epic about love across the divide, the courage to let go, and the terrifying possibility that Earth's future lies not with those who stayed—but with those who left.

Volumes I-IV are complete. Volume V is in progress! Queen Bee may have lost to Mongrel in the Dreamscape, but that is not where her story ends. Nor is it where her journey began. Get a deeper glimpse into the waking world of Shadow Slave through the eyes of one of the Dreamscape's top duelists. Special thanks to Guiltythree for all his help with the lore. I appreciate your time very much! Also thanks to Nonsensefree, the story's content editor. You made my life much easier. Thank you!

He lost both of his parents due to a bank heist at the age of 14. Due to his young age, he joined an orphanage, but it turned out to be secretly owned by a group of gangsters. He was exploited together with the other children in the orphanage, before finally, at the age of 16, he joined the gang, being valued for his intelligence. Working for the gang as an accountant in charge of the income of the gang, he used all the money that he earned to purchase books on accounting. He wanted to study, gain real skills, and see if he could join a legitimate company as an accountant. …. Who would have expected that due to his effort, one night, just as he was done reading, a holographic screen popped up in front of his eyes. [System binding... Binding completed.] [System activating... Activation completed.] [Welcome to the Information to Mastery: Points Store System, Michael Santos.] [Experience full. You have acquired beginner level accounting skills. +1 SP.] He would have never thought that this was going to change his life completely. As long as he acquired information on a particular field, and studied it, the system could allow him to master the skills, even without doing physical practice. [Experience full. Level up. Accounting skills upgraded to intermediate level. +10 SP.] …. But that was not the craziest point. Using the store points that he received by acquiring skills, he could purchase anything from the store. [Used 10 SP to acquire 100% shares of Riverside Hotel.]

In the year 2077, the first FIVR Game or Fully Immersive Virtual Reality Game, Pandemonium, has been created. Pandemonium which is the first ever fully immersive virtual reality game made in human history. In the universe of Pandemonium, Fantasy meets science. Where order is chaos and chaos is order. A universe of endless possibilities in which anyone can become the invincible hero fighting against the forces of darkness or a sage which dives into the abyss of magic and so much more. In Pandemonium, the inhabitants comes in all shapes and sizes. Adrian, our main character, who experienced an accident that caused him to be temporary limp used the game as a way for therapy but mainly to experience the new world of virtual reality. He will experience countless adventures and challenges and rise to be the most influential person in this new reality. Join our Protagonist on his new adventure to become the strongest. The cover is made thanks to all who supported my novel. Thank you!

Neeraj Singh came to New Zealand with nothing. No money. No connections. Just a dream to build a life bigger than the one he left behind in India. In a country where power belongs to the rich and opportunity rarely waits for outsiders, Neeraj struggles to survive as an international student. Then he meets Ayra Wilson. Beautiful. Fearless. Untouchable. Ayra is the daughter of James Wilson, the billionaire tycoon who controls one of the most powerful corporate empires in New Zealand. Their worlds should never collide. But a single meeting turns into curiosity. Curiosity turns into attraction. And attraction turns into a dangerous love neither of them expected. For Ayra, loving Neeraj means defying her powerful family. For Neeraj, loving Ayra means standing against an empire that can destroy him with a single decision. Betrayal. Power games. Corporate conspiracies. And a love strong enough to start a war. In a foreign land where he has nothing, Neeraj will have to become something far more dangerous than anyone imagined. Because sometimes the poorest man in the room becomes the most powerful one.

DEAR GHOST FRIENDS, Help me to grow by letting me know what you think about my poems. THE POET is my first poem collection book and this is where I have been purging my emotions in tenses for a decade. Every title defines reality, every stanza traces back to spirituality, and every line bears my joy, my pains, and tribulations.

Death was murdered. The one who killed him is a tyrant who rules over corrupted souls. The one who found Death’s scythe… was never meant to live. Azrael Luca was supposed to die that night. But when Death fell first, the scythe chose him instead. Now the balance of life and death is collapsing. Lost souls wander the world. Corrupted spirits turn into monsters. And something in the shadows is hunting the new Reaper. Azrael never asked to become Death. But if he refuses… No one will reap the dead. And the world will drown in souls.

In a town shrouded in mystery and pain, a man who seems to have everything has never found peace in his heart. Amid disappointments and heartbreaks, he uncovers the secrets of himself and confronts his dark past, embarking on a journey full of challenges, inner struggles, and a relentless search for the meaning of life In the town where I alone lived, In the town where I alone wept, In the town where I alone was forgotten.

After the world was destroyed by war and radiation, humanity evolved into new ranks of survival. Sky rulers. Ocean dwellers. Forest hunters. And the lowest of all… farmers. Kai Louvan belonged to the lowest rank. Unfortunately, he couldn’t even grow potatoes. One day, a strange sarcastic Evolution System suddenly chooses him as its host, calling him the worst possible candidate. But Kai is not alone. A strange caterpillar named Kroko follows him everywhere. What Kai doesn’t know… Kroko stole the system from its original creator. Now the creator, the mysterious scientist Dr. Erjuc Jayvex, has sent powerful artificial monsters to hunt Kai down. As ancient creatures awaken across the world, Kai must travel through sky cities, abyss oceans, and forgotten forests, defeating evolving monsters and absorbing their abilities. But the more he evolves… the closer he gets to unlocking the forbidden title: Evolution Sovereign. The only question is, Will Kai save humanity… or evolve into something far beyond it?

Following the death of the emperor, the Astanian Empire plunged into chaos. His two sons both aiming for the throne caused a civil war that divided the empire. In the midst of this conflict, Alaric was forced into conscription. He later joined the crown prince’s army as a company commander. He led his 100-man army into battle, fiercely fighting with the hope of a better future. Unfortunately, he was just too weak to cause a ripple on the battlefield. A single arrow to the head shattered his hopes and he died without even a proper burial. Just when he thought that everything was over, he found himself back to his younger self with his memories intact. Armed with his knowledge of the future and a system that awakened his dormant powers, Alaric began his journey to overcome his fated demise. ~~~ Additional Tags: #Territory Management #Strong to Overpowered #Regression #War

Giana is quiet, hardworking, and focused—until Alex, a powerful and enigmatic CEO, reenters her life unexpectedly. Their encounters spark tension: fleeting glances, subtle touches, and a magnetic pull neither can resist. Love, however, is never simple. Alex is protective yet controlling, captivated yet conflicted, while Giana struggles to navigate her feelings amid a storm of deception and danger. Jane, Alex’s obsessive fiancée, will stop at nothing to sabotage Giana, while her father, Miguel, manipulates events from behind the scenes, leaving Giana humiliated and isolated. Despite the chaos, Alex’s desire to shield Giana grows stronger, and every stolen moment is raw, electric, and charged with unspoken longing. Giana fights to maintain her dignity, while Alex wrestles with jealousy, obsession, and the urge to protect her at all costs. Unexpectedly You, Somehow is a story of passion, intrigue, and perseverance. In these first chapters, heartbreak, secrets, and irresistible chemistry pull readers into every tense glance, whispered word, and fleeting touch—leaving them desperate to see if love, fate, and desire can finally bring Alex and Giana together.

Other name: I Got A Harem Of Yandere Cosplayers Makoto just wants simple things: decent WiFi for his gacha games, cash for instant noodles, and occasional stress relief. After scraping together his savings for a happy ending at a sketchy massage parlor, he discovered his masseuse was Yuna, his gacha-obsessed little stepsister with an expensive cosplay hobby. Before he could process what was happening, his wallet became her personal piggy bank, and his life spiraled into sexual blackmail and cosplay roleplay sessions while desperately hiding everything from their mom. Things got worse when two more girls joined the chaos. Mika, Yuna's supposedly sweet best friend, revealed herself. Then Ayane, his nerdy classmate who used to just borrow his ecchi anime, launched a hostile takeover of his already messy love life. His bedroom went from a shame cave to a battlefield, as all three girls started fighting over who gets to be "Main Wife." Now Makoto's just a fat, perverted pig-dog surviving on instant noodles while three beautiful, terrifying women control his life. His bank account sits at zero, his dignity left town months ago, and his libido keeps making terrible decisions. Looking at the wreckage, he can't figure out how things got so complicated, or why some sick part of him actually loves every minute of it. [Sexual Content Warning] All characters are 18+ and above (otherwise, how can they have credit cards to spend on gacha lol) and have no blood relationship to others. All the sexual acts mentioned are fully consensual and legal. Gerne: Vanilla, Harem, Cosplay Sex, Roleplay, Consensual NonCon, Soft SM, Dirty Talk, Public... NO NTR. === Please review, comment, add to collection, and give power stones if you enjoy my works - 50 collections: 1 bonus chapter - 50 power stones: 1 bonus chapter - 10 review or 10 comments: 1 bonus chapter

After transmigrating to Terra, I became a symbiote on the verge of starving to death. My only way to survive was to feed on my host’s emotions. So I chose that lonely Sarkaz girl—Wis’adel. She gave me a place to live, and I became her most powerful living armor. We depended on each other, grew together, and walked side by side— Until her feelings could no longer satisfy my hunger for greater power. So I found a new host. Years later, clad in black-and-crimson living armor, Wis’adel points her cannon at a Lupo girl wearing a black-and-blue symbiote suit, a dangerous smile curling at her lips. “Today, only one of you gets to stay by my side.” “That won’t do. You’re both my wings.” P.S. This is not a Marvel-style symbiote story, so do not apply Marvel symbiote lore to it.

“Mei Lin.” Lin Yue stirred. Her long lashes fluttered before her eyes snapped open. Still half-lost in sleep, she hurriedly rose from the narrow maid’s couch, smoothing her wrinkled sleeves. “Mei Lin, what are you dawdling there for?” Qing He whispered urgently. “The Young Mistress is summoning you!” Before she could take a step, a cold snort rang through the room. “Hmph.” The senior matron entered, her posture rigid, her gaze was sharp as a blade honed by years in the inner court. “So this is how you serve the household?” she snapped. “Sleeping past dawn and neglecting your duties?” Mei Lin stiffened and immediately lowered her head. ___ Lin Yue had never imagined that the birthday wish she made in jest would truly come to pass. She had awakened not in her own body, but within the pages of her most beloved novel—reborn as Mei Lin, the personal maid of her cherished heroine. Instead of fear or despair, joy surged through her heart. In her mind, she laughed softly and spun in a foolish little dance, giddy with fate’s generosity. Since Heaven has sent me here… She would not allow the tragedy of the book to repeat itself. She would shield the First Young Mistress from the venomous schemes of the villainess, even if it meant offending the entire household. --- “How dare you shove Qing He to the ground!” a voice accused sharply. “I did not!” the girl cried desperately. “Enough excuses,” said the Fourth Young Master, Su Chen. “I saw it with my own eyes.” The surrounding servants lowered their heads, not daring to breathe. At that moment, Mei Lin stepped forward. She knelt, her movements measured and respectful, and bowed deeply. “This lowly servant begs permission to speak,” she said softly. “I was present throughout the incident.” Su Chen’s gaze shifted to her. “Speak.” “The Second Young Mistress fell of her own accord.” “Furthermore, the First Young Mistress did not enter the kitchen today. How, then, could the Second Young Mistress fall ill because of her cooking?” “Moreover, the First Young Mistress was bathing in the rear chambers when the Second Young Mistress arrived.” “It was the Second Young Mistress who provoked the First Young Mistress first.” Every time the villainess struck, Lin Yue was already two steps ahead. The Second Young Mistress’s face flushed crimson with fury. “Impudent servant!” she shrieked. “Silence, you wretched girl!” Mei Lin bowed her head once more, unflinching. “Forgive this servant, Second Young Mistress,” she replied calmly. “But my name is Mei Lin.” And she would not be trampled so easily ---

Ariana Sinclair’s golden eyes hide a dangerous secret. She is the Fifth Blood, a power believed to unite the ancient supernatural bloodlines. When monsters from the Void begin invading the world, Ariana learns her destiny is far greater than she ever imagined. Standing beside her is Kael Vaughn, the Storm Wolf Alpha whose lightning power and fierce loyalty make him the only one capable of protecting her. But as the rulers of the Void rise and the Void Emperor awakens, Ariana and Kael must unlock a power never seen before. Together they become the Sovereign Storm Beast, a celestial fusion of dragon, wolf, and living light. But saving the universe may require more than power. It may require teaching even the Void itself what balance truly means.

At his father's death, Fengyu awakened his past life's memories. Forced to earn spirit stones to cultivate, he thought he could use his talent of talking to beasts to built a small farm… When his ducks laid eggs for the first time, he received a prompt: [Cultivation + 0.0001%]! When his ducks reached maturity: [Beast Origin Essence +1]! When his ducks mutated: [Fire Breath Technique +1]! Suddenly, he felt like he had a golden-egg laying… duck! --- Join my discord for chapter upload notifications, notes and discussion: k49SMcEva9

Raizen Tenrai was reborn in the Hidden Cloud Village with memories of a past life as a modern spy. Gifted with the ancient Tenrai bloodline, hidden Uzumaki heritage, and a mysterious AI companion called Astra, Raizen begins a ruthless climb through the shinobi world. But power attracts enemies. And as war begins to stir across the nations, Raizen will forge the legend of the man the world will one day call: The Heavenly Silver Storm.

First off, this novel was written before version 3.4, and there might be some changes to the original lore. If you’re not into wish-fulfillment stories with a big harem and an overpowered MC right from the start, this probably isn’t for you. === Lucian, whether by fortune or misfortune, transmigrated into the world of Honkai Star Rail and became an Emanator of Abundance. As he struggled to find a way to avoid the fate of being hunted as an Emanator of Abundance, Lucian suddenly obtained the Godly Script System—a mysterious System that granted him a unique conceptual ability each time he completed a character script. With the Godly Script System, he not only saved the characters of the scripts from their doomed destinies and forged unbreakable bonds with them, but his actions in the scripts also affected reality itself. From the moment he became the Supreme Guardian of Belobog and started with the script of Tribios, Lucian's legendary life in the new world began.

This is translation of Spanish fic name : ‘El Hombre Araña Inmortal.’” At sixteen, Carlos Varga, born in New Mexico, was bitten by a radioactive spider imbued with gamma energy. For nine years since, he has been the one and only Spider-Man. But his life changes once again when he explores all the possibilities his Gamma side offers. Once he crosses the Green Door, nothing will ever be the same.

Just after receiving his admission letter to Advanced Nurturing High School, Asakusa Tōru also obtained a “diary that gives rewards as long as you casually write in it.” But having read countless diary-style web novels, he saw through the diary’s true nature at a glance. What kind of proper person writes a diary? Isn’t writing a diary basically meant for others to read? According to the diary, the rewards drawn after completing an entry actually depend on: how interesting the content is, how well spoilers are restrained, and the emotional reactions of the readers. So he picked up his pen and wrote today’s entry. 【Your past, present, and future have already been taken hostage by me. Be prepared for that.】 If you don’t read the diary, then die for me to see. Social death.

a kid who's dream is just like any other normal kid, want to use a magic want to live in isekai fantasy world that kid got killed in terrorist attack and reborn in a world were pure magic exist but kid don't get overpower after birth he train him self so he and his family can live in that magical world but can he live like he want?

Leo died like an idiot and got a second chance in a world that doesn't tolerate idiots. Dropped onto forbidden Oni territory, he's forced into a death hunt where survival should be impossible, but his body adapts through violence, pain, and sheer refusal to stay dead. One brutal victory earns him gold, status, and the attention of Iori, a warrior prodigy who's never tasted defeat. Now, traveling a continent where strength is law and gods play with mortals like pieces on a board. Leo faces a simple question: how strong can you become when dying just makes you harder to kill?

After a fatal accident, modern project manager Corwyn Darke awakens in the poisoned body of a minor lord in a world of knights and dragons. Guided by the Dominion Core System, he must use modern logic to rebuild his dying domain from the ground up. The Powers: The protagonist wields the Dominion Core, a game-like interface that provides a "Tactical Command Matrix" and a "Territory Map" to identify resource deposits like iron. His greatest ability is Systematic Optimization, allowing him to implement advanced agricultural and military doctrines that grant his kingdom a 3x force multiplier over rivals