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Baby's Thoughts in the Apocalypse Saved the Whole Family

Yunyun is reincarnated into a post-apocalyptic novel with a powerful female protagonist. Unfortunately, she isn’t the heroine. She’s just a minor cannon fodder character… destined to die early. But after awakening memories of the novel, Yunyun accidentally reveals the future through her thoughts— [Mommy, boohoo… your scumbag husband has been cheating on you for years and even has a child with another woman. In the end, they’ll join forces to cripple and torture you to death!] [Uncle, you’ll be betrayed by an ungrateful subordinate and driven out of your own luxurious home, left to freeze to death in the snow!] [Grandpa… Grandma…] In the original story, only her young aunt—the novel’s female lead—survives to the very end, killing her enemies with her own hands… only to live on as something neither fully human nor a ghost. Before they can recover from learning their fates, another thought leaks out— [Sigh, the apocalypse is coming soon. As a three-year-old cannon fodder, can I go offline early? I don't want to suffer through the end of the world…] Looking at the little milk dumpling in their arms, pretending to be silly just so she can laze around… What else can the Bai family do but spoil her? They hoard supplies, renovate and fortify their home, and prepare in advance for the coming apocalypse. Meanwhile, little Yunyun follows her protagonist aunt, accidentally kicking off the base-building plot and helping create a super base where food and clothing are abundant, even in the apocalypse. Step by step, the Bai family rises to power. In the end, Yunyun is dumbfounded: [Wait… wasn't I supposed to be cannon fodder?! Why does this feel like a "pampered lucky baby" story?!] The Bai family: Their little Yunyun is, indeed, their precious lucky baby.
Bakayaro · 192.4k Views
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The Rise of a Legendary Warlocks

From a childhood marked by suffering, through the struggles of growing up, and finally achieving success in life, he had endured it all. One day, he decided it was time to rest—time to settle down, marry, have children, and train them to carry on his legacy. But fate had other plans. Reality was cruel. On his way to his wedding, his life was abruptly cut short. A sniper's bullet pierced his heart, killing him instantly in his car. Yet, in a twist of cosmic irony, his soul was extracted before it could pass on. In a half-conscious, half-unconscious state, his soul traveled millions of light years across the universe. He witnessed stars and galaxies, memories that weren’t his own, and a recurring nightmare that would haunt him for eternity. When he awoke, it felt as though he had emerged from an eternal slumber. To his shock, he was no longer in his old world. Instead, he found himself in the body of his ten-year-old self, having transmigrated to a completely different world—a world of darkness and despair. This new world was a place where sadness and bloodshed reigned supreme. The strong oppressed the weak, crushing them like insects. Here, money held no value without power. It was a brutal, unforgiving realm where survival was the only law. Zilon, as he now called himself, would have to cling to anything—anything at all—just to stay alive. But survival was only the beginning. Zilon, who had started from the very bottom, would have to claw his way to the top. He would face life and death, sweetness and sorrow, and ultimately, he would confront the true disaster of the universe: the Demon God. Yet, the demons were not his only concern. Otherworldly creatures known as Chaos Creatures emerged periodically through a rift called the Chaos Gate. These beings possessed the power to annihilate entire universes if left unchecked. Despite these overwhelming odds, Zilon’s ambition burned brighter than ever. He vowed to become the strongest being in the entire multiverse. He wanted his name to strike terror into the hearts and minds of all who heard it. Not dragons, vampires, werewolves, elves, beastkins, demons, giants, or titans—nothing would be worthy of being called his enemy. But would these be his only adversaries? Or would greater challenges lie ahead? ...... **NOTE 1:** If you’re wondering whether this book is a mistake, rest assured—it’s not. If you want to dive straight into the main story, start reading from Chapter 17 or 18 (subtitled *Zilon*). However, I highly recommend reading Chapters 1 to 16 first, as they provide crucial backstory and context. To clarify, Chapter 19 (which is Chapter 17 in the main storyline) is where the main narrative truly begins! **NOTE 2:** No matter what, do not—under any circumstances—compare the contents of this book to the real world. This is a work of pure fantasy. While some elements may coincidentally align with reality, they are entirely fictional and not intended to reflect real-world events or ideologies.
zislasher · 148.4k Views
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Mahabharat: Shiva’s Last Variable

Himanshu was just an ordinary eighteen-year-old—an orphan scraping through life—until a heated argument about Karna and Arjuna became the last conversation he would ever have. Struck down by a god’s wrath for daring to question divine actions, his life ends abruptly… but not completely. Before his soul can fade into oblivion, he is summoned by Lord Shiva. Declaring that Himanshu’s death was unjust and premature, Shiva offers him a second chance—one bound not by mercy, but by purpose. A sacred duty awaits him in a world where Dharma is on the verge of collapse. Reborn in the era of the Mahabharata, Himanshu quickly realizes something is terribly wrong. The timeline exists. The kingdoms stand. The great war approaches. But the one who anchors destiny itself… Lord Krishna is missing. Without Krishna, the balance between Dharma and Adharma begins to shatter. Heroes waver. Villains rise unchecked. Fate itself grows unstable. Armed with three extraordinary boons—a mysterious system that rewards his actions, unnatural luck, and unmatched talent in all arts and combat—Himanshu steps into a story that was never meant to unfold this way. But in a world where destiny has lost its guide… Even the smallest change can birth unimaginable consequences. As he navigates alliances, alters events, and challenges the very will of the gods, Himanshu must confront a terrifying truth: Is he here to save this world… —or to decide if it deserves to be saved at all? ====================================== (Author note:) This story was a heavy A.U and all those characters belong's to the OG creator of the epic. Except the Mc and Oc. And I would never disrespect them. I hope you guys give me your opinion and idea's. WARNING: If you don't feel like you dislike A.U on Mahabharat then there is a chance you might not like the story. And the story won't just follow the book or any serials. It's A.U so might feel a mix kind of feeling. Bye guys I hope you enjoy the story.
Karikalan_000 · 1.3m Views

Beast Taming: Reincarnated With The Ultimate Bond System!

Aiden Nightshade wakes up in a dark, unfamiliar forest with no memories of who he is or how he got there. The air is thick with danger, and monstrous creatures lurk in the shadows, watching him. Before he can even move, a glowing panel appears in front of him. [Welcome to the Ultimate Bond System.] A cold, synthetic female voice echoes in his mind. It tells him to tame the beasts, bond with them, and grow stronger together. But this system isn’t normal. When Aiden forms a bond with a beast, it doesn’t just become his companion—it transforms into a powerful humanoid woman, one who still has the instincts and memories of the creature she once was. They aren’t just allies. They feel his pain, share his power, and their devotion to him is absolute. As Aiden explores this strange world, he quickly realizes something—no one else can do what he does. Other tamers can control beasts, but they can’t make them evolve like he can. They do have a system but nothing like his. With his growing army of beast-women by his side, Aiden will carve his own path, breaking the rules of this world. And when he discovers that the deepest bonds unlock unimaginable strength, he understands one thing—this isn’t just about surviving. It’s about rising above everything. It’s about domination. In a world ruled by beasts, only one man will stand at the top. --- Release schedule: 12:00 PM IST --- Support this story by adding it to your collection, giving Power Stones, and Golden Tickets! For private discussion, reach out on Discord: https://discord.gg/2zz2Csj9UQ ---
LeoDGreed · 766.5k Views

Rebirth: The Courtyard Bride Is Cool and Radiant

Upon transmigration, Yun Yi became the love-struck damsel with a name homophonic to her own, Chuyunyi. The original owner was not only schemed against in her work but also deceived into signing up to go to the countryside. Inadvertently discovering that the person who claimed to like her was secretly meeting someone else behind her back, she finally understood that it was all their manipulation. When she was disheartened and received the news of her grandfather's accident, she became so devastated that she perished atop the mourning hall. Yun Yi used their own methods against them, seizing her work back with thunderous means, turning the schemers of the original owner's family into social pariahs. She also conveniently broke off the engagement with the fiancé who looked down on the original owner. Pah, who knows who will look down on whom in the future? Looking at the golden finger she obtained by chance, she sighed within her heart, "A blessing in disguise." As for searching for relatives? Just let nature take its course. She had no intention of bringing a bunch of ancestors on herself—the identity of a lone girl suited her just fine. The first time they met, she got a nosebleed from the basketball he tossed... The second time they met, she was mistaken for an accomplice, and the two escaped danger with tacit cooperation... The... Nth time they met, she almost became the man's cure, what kind of twisted fate was this... A piece of double-sided embroidery had the Pu'er tea-loving and women-abstinent Huo Si chasing after her like mad, banging his head against the wall for her. People in the compound praised Huo Si's righteousness, yet they didn't know his sacrifice for the family was only a blind, so he could stand by her side openly and legitimately. The little woman leaned on his shoulder, her voice soft and aggrieved, "They all don't like me. They even say I'm a vixen who used tricks to seduce you." Huo Si, towards those who had harmed and schemed against her, arrogantly declared: Zero tolerance. He made them 'slap themselves in the face' with his actions. She is his scale that must not be touched! The thrice-lovesick husband is online!
Spring Splendor in the Garden · 2.4m Views

House of Medici: The Last Blood

Persia Zarwick was not a hero. She was a pimp, a criminal, and a street predator dressed in gold. A smiling parasite who understood that loyalty lasted only until fear, love, or money offered something better. For sixty years, persia survived the streets of chicago by refusing to become anyone’s prey. Then one night, beneath the flickering lights of a filthy motel parking lot, her own people betrayed her. Surrounded. Shot in the back. Executed by a young man who believed he had finally killed the monster. Persia expected hell. Instead, she woke up beneath the painted ceiling of an ancient palace. Her new body belonged to Annabelle de’ Medici. The forgotten former head of one of europe’s oldest and most corrupt dynasties. A tiny but towering, frail and aged woman abandoned inside her own home while her nephew ruled florence in her place. The medici believe Annabelle is weak. They believe she is dying. They believe the inheritance buried with her can never rise again. They are wrong. Outside the palace walls, the world is collapsing beneath disease, fear, and political unrest. Strange rumors are spreading. Events are being buried. And somewhere among ordinary orchards and forgotten places, persia has awakened inside a family built on masks. A house of blood, wealth, betrayal, and beautiful monsters. Unfortunately for them, she has spent an entire lifetime learning how monsters survive. And this time, she does not intend to settle for one street. She intends to own the city. ⸻ (Persia’s POV) "Let’s start with you." I said with a bloody smile. She will outlive them all. Even if the crown must drown in blood. ------------------------------------------ Author Note: This is a spin-off of my other story (I Became Beyonce’s Half Sister) and is a part of the I.C.T.M.H.E.T.E.M.H universe. WARNING WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ ⚠️ Content Warning: Throughout this story, there are scenes involving strong language, physical and emotional abuse, sexual situations, violence, and other mature or disturbing themes. Please read with discretion.
BOOKBRINGER · 45.4k Views

Endless Extraction in a Game-Like World

Two hundred and fifty years ago, the apocalypse descended and with it the Game Origin Ascension Domain. Over a night, people transformed, some suddenly grew wings, some started producing lightning, some moved faster than a train and some forming flames that could melt a mountain. These people became known as Players. In today's society, Players dictate everything. Your entire worth is tied to your mana affinity and the Origin Talent you awaken upon your first time entering the Domain. ---- Caelus Kross. He was a transmigrator stuck at the absolute bottom of the barrel with an E-Rank mana affinity and a seriously terrible reputation. He was once known as the pathetic lap dog of a woman who treated his heart like a dirty welcome mat. Honestly, settling down as a magical construction worker seemed like his peak career path. However, the universe had a much stranger plan. Everything changed on the day he awakened. He did not get a glowing sword or a fancy fireball. He got a talent that allowed him to extract literally anything. [Ding!] [You have successfully extracted the S-Rank talent: Star King] [Ding!] [You have successfully extracted the SS-Rank Talent: Space-Time Rupture God] [Ding!] [You have successfully extracted an S-Rank Mana Affinity Physique] [Ding!] [You have successfully extracted the Battle God's combat experience] [Ding!] [You have successfully extracted an SSS-Rank bloodline] Armed with the Endless Extraction talent, Caelus will right what is wrong, crush his old reputation, and uncover the hidden secrets of the Origin Ascension Domain. Tags: #GameWorld, #TalentAwakening, #OverpoweredMC, #WeakToStrong, #NonHumanMC, #ProGamer, #TownBuilding, #Vampire, #FaceSlapping, #Grinding, #Leaderboard, #FastPacedGrowth, #SkillSteal, #SkillFusion ---- Join the discord for illustrations and discussion: https://discord.gg/yjNVUrSRhf
Shennn3K · 1.8m Views

Ghost in the palace

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.
Ashima_Mahajan_ · 236.8k Views