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Jay never thought the end would come on an ordinary winter day. He wasn’t ready — not to say goodbye, not to lose everything he loved. In a market bursting with life, one terrible moment rips his world apart. Left broken in his mother’s arms, Jay’s story should have ended there. But when a shadowy figure appears, watching from the edge of his final moments, it becomes clear: death was just the beginning. In a world full of unseen forces and unfinished promises, can love survive even when life doesn’t? Jay’s real journey is about to begin. Because some promises are too powerful for even death to break. ---(EVERY MONDAY new chapter)---

Every step toward the truth awakens a darker side of her—a side that knows how to kill without mercy, vanish without a trace, and manipulate the very science that erased her past. But in a game where loyalty is currency and her own mind is the battlefield, how do you trust yourself? "Dust of Her Mind" is a pulse-pounding spy thriller with a psychological edge, blending Namibian heat with cold betrayal, and one woman’s fight to piece herself back together—before the ghosts she forgot come back to finish the job.

God Bestows Evil immerses readers in a dark and intricate world where divine beings bestow malevolence upon mortals. Set in a realm known as the "blessed land," this novel intertwines elements of horror, mystery, and supernatural intrigue. The protagonist navigates a treacherous landscape filled with ghosts, artifacts, and enigmatic game elements. Through multiple perspectives, the story delves into the secrets of the divine hierarchy and the malevolent forces at play.

On March 22 3122 a huge meteorite dropped from space carrying aliens who have secetly invaded earth conrolling goverments. There are only a few people who know this and those people are the Paranormal Division which is outside of any goverment organisations they combat the aliens using tech as well as paranormal abilites they gained after being exposed to the meteorite.

SYNOPSIS: Arin Sharma was just a cyber expert, until the world ended. On May 14 Earth didn’t burn. It vanished. A rift tore open the sky, and in a heartbeat, the planet was ripped from its orbit and hurled into a distant, hostile galaxy. Cities collapsed, continents shifted, and billions vanished in a single breath. They called it The Shift, an extinction event without fire or warning. A year later, Earth survives… but it doesn’t heal. Technology decays. Governments fracture. Familiar stars are gone, replaced by unfamiliar constellations and a creeping sense that something out there is watching—ancient, silent, and cold. The world has become a haunted carcass, crawling with horrors born of desperation, alien science, and human arrogance. In this fractured world, Arin drifts without purpose, plagued by guilt and silence. Until he discovers a buried secret beneath the ruins of what once was—a message encoded in alien signals. The Shift wasn’t random. It was a warning. And someone, or something, has responded. Now, Arin must navigate a planet that has become unrecognizable twisted by alien biology and infected with human ambition gone mad. Monstrous creatures roam the wastelands, mutations of man and beast, warped by invasive DNA, parasitic growths, or fusions of flesh and rogue technology. Bioengineered horrors, once created for protection, have turned predator. Humanity has splintered into warring factions, some worshipping the new gods in the stars, others performing experiments on survivors in a race to evolve… or survive. In the shadows, the true invaders stir, eldritch beings beyond comprehension, whose mere presence bends reality and time, driving minds to madness. They are not here to conquer. They are here to reclaim. Amid gore-soaked survival, betrayal, and the collapse of morality, Arin races to uncover the truth of what Earth has become—and what it is becoming. Along the way, he will face tragedy, treason, body horror, and cosmic terror, forced to decide not just how to survive… but whether humanity deserves to. Because The Shift wasn’t the end. It was the prologue. And what comes next is worse.

On the eve of December 16, 1971, the nation celebrates independence, hoping for peace, prosperity, and a brighter future. But only one boy knows the truth. Rayhan, a protester from 2023, died demanding justice - and woke up as a wounded teenager in a war-torn land. He alone remembers the corruption, mob violence, inflation, and the economic collapse that will soon follow. As the world rejoices, he sees the storm coming. This is the journey of a reborn soul - a boy determined to rise through chaos, challenge a broken system, and restore the true glory of a nation.

A genius programmer creates the perfect AI girlfriend—only for her to become terrifyingly possessive. When an apocalyptic event threatens the world, she eliminates any woman who tries to recruit him to the cause. But when the villainess of the apocalypse takes an interest in him, will his AI love protect or destroy him?

LGBT BL Story MxM Summary: Three years ago, college sweethearts Archie and William were inseparable-until a devastating car accident shattered their world. Both survived, but with severe memory loss. Archie fell into a coma that lasted three long years, while William, disoriented and broken, tried to rebuild his life without the memories of the man he once loved. Awoke from a three-year coma with memory loss, Archie struggled to recover as a familiar face haunted his thoughts-a guy who clearly meant something to him, though his name hovered just out of reach. Then, one evening, in a noisy restaurant, Amber saw him. The same guy. Only this time, he wasn't alone. A woman sat beside him, laughing softly, her hand brushing his. Archie's breath caught. His heart kicked. Something in him stirred-panic, recognition, longing. He couldn't explain it. Couldn't name it. But his body knew what his mind had forgotten. The air shifted. Time slowed. The moment swelled with a strange, unbearable tension. His body reacted instinctively, as if sensing a truth his mind hadn't yet grasped. He rose, legs unsteady, and approached, driven by a question that burned at the edge of everything. "Have we met before?" This story is a poignant tale of lost love, rediscovery, and the enduring pull of the heart-even when the mind forgets. ALL NAMES,PLACES etc., USED IN THIS NOVEL ARE PURELY FICTIONAL. ++ This story is a combination of comedy and highly emotional chapters. If you love stories that would touch your soul, I hope you like this :> ++ This story is complete, but I might consider writing a prequel/sequel of the story

What if Issei Hyoudou didn't possess the Boosted Gear but someone else does? This story is about a young man reincarnated into the world of Gods, Devils, and Dragons, but his story starts in tragedy. "Power is everything. Without it, you can't protect anyone or youself.... I know that more than anyone else." All images DO NOT belong to me and High School DxD belongs to Ichiei Ishibumi.

Did you ever wake up to the end of the world? No, seriously. Not the “oh no I left the stove on and now the apartment smells like death” kind of day. I’m talking real the end-of-the-world stuff. Screaming skies, gravity hiccupping like it’s drunk, your neighbor’s cat sprouting wings and declaring itself the harbinger of the Meat Singularity. No? Lucky you. Now imagine waking up to that again. And again. And again. To the point where you start ranking each apocalypse like a reality show. “Episode 88: Lava Sharks vs. Nano-Mormons.” “Episode 103: The Time Gravity Turned Inside-Out and Everyone Was Suddenly Left-Handed.” That one was weird. You know, it's like your dose of ordinary fever dreams. But daily. Something like that. That absurd, I mean. My name’s Rafael Vagathris. I’m a regressor. Which is a fancy way of saying I’ve died a lot, watched the world end a lot, and respawned more times than your average gamer rage-quitting Minecraft. Every time the world croaks, I get booted back to square one with a hangover, a sarcastic AI in my head, and the deeply comforting realization that I’m the only one who remembers any of it. So that’s cool. My helpful companion in this eternal Groundhog Day Armageddon is M.O.T.H.E.R.—the Modular Operational Time-Hop Emergency Regulator. Or as I like to call her, “Mo,” or “The Glitch Witch.” She’s technically here to help me stop the apocalypse. Probably. Realistically? She’s more interested in giving me daily randomized perks like “Your bones are now inflatable!” or “Congratulations, you are now mildly magnetic to forks.” She also assigns quests. Once, I was told to seduce a sentient vending machine. Another time? Defeat a goose armed with a rocket launcher. I'm still not sure who won that one. The goose definitely walked away. On fire. But confident. You’d think after all this time I’d have a plan. I don’t. Mostly, I just wing it with a mix of street smarts, recycled knowledge, and an unholy talent for bullshitting my way out of death. What’s different this time? Well… everything. The apocalypse looks wrong. The sky cracked sideways. The same people I usually save are in different places—or worse, alive when they should be dead. I mean, good for them, but creepy for me. Mo’s glitching harder than ever. The rules are changing. Maybe I did something wrong last run. Maybe I did something right. Maybe this time the apocalypse isn’t just something to survive—it’s something I caused. So yeah. New day. New reboot. Same cosmic disaster. And me? Still here. Still sarcastic. Still determined to fix this mess, or at least get a decent cup of coffee before we all implode again. And surely, finding some one I missed in every single loop. Welcome to the end of the world. Again. ***

Esta es una versión resumida de mi novela Cenizas de un Reino Desgarrado. Aquí narro toda la historia con los eventos clave, revelaciones, batallas y evolución de personajes, pero de forma más directa y sin tantos diálogos. Mi objetivo es terminar toda la trama rápidamente para luego volver a escribir la versión completa y detallada, capítulo por capítulo. Si quieres ver el corazón de la historia, este resumen es para ti. Gracias por acompañarme en este viaje.

... AN ADDICT HOBO MAN GOT KILLED AND REINCARNATED WITH THE GAMER SYSTEM Ugh Ugh Ugh Ughhhhh

Cassian was the heir to Evergreen Palace—until the empire crumbled, his father was imprisoned, and high society turned its back without hesitation. Now, he lives in shadows, barely making ends meet, haunted by betrayal and a promise he made to himself: they will all pay. A small coffee shop becomes his refuge in a quiet corner of the city. It’s the place he meets Noah—calm, enigmatic, and strangely familiar. Noah doesn’t look at him with pity or judgment. He sees him. And for the first time in months, the weight of survival feels a little lighter. But love is a luxury he can’t afford—not when every step forward is a move in a game of vengeance. Still, as secrets unravel and the past comes calling, he finds himself torn between the justice he craves … and the person who just might save him from himself.

What if the most loyal companion was the one who wanted you to fall the most? Lin Feng was just another obsessed fan in the modern world, endlessly rereading his favorite cultivation novel, dreaming of adventure and glory. But when a fatal accident sends him into the very story he adored, he awakens not as the protagonist—but as a child born alongside him. Gifted with talent and opportunity equal to the destined hero, Lin Feng takes on the role of a humble follower, earning the protagonist’s absolute trust from a young age. But behind his warm smile lies a secret ambition: to dismantle the hero's life from within, not by stealing his treasures or opportunities—but by turning his victories into humiliations, his loves into heartbreaks, and his legend into tragedy. As they rise together into the heart of the cultivation world—joining elite sects, facing ancient legacies, and drawing the attention of powerful women—Lin Feng becomes the silent storm. Where the world sees brotherhood, he crafts betrayal. Where fate offers the hero glory, Lin Feng offers a gentler, more perfect light for others to follow. In a realm ruled by power, fate, and heavenly tribulations, can the hero remain the center of his own story? Or will the serpent beneath the shadow become the true immortal? ---

My name is Kai, and I woke up inside a time-space web made up of seven parallel Naruto worlds. Then came the system prompt: 【Unite all seven timelines—and you’ll become a God.】 Sounds fun, right? Luckily, I’ve got a cheat: I can bring people from the past into the future—and show them their own fate. So why not stir the pot a little? I'll bring the so-called God of the Shinobi to watch his little brother's final breath; let's see how he feels then. Let little Madara-chan witness the moment Black Zetsu-kun broke his heart. Drag a young Hiruzen forward to watch himself fall at the hands of his beloved disciple Orochimaru. Have Minato see how the village he died to protect treats his only son, Naruto, as nothing but a cursed child. Let the Uchiha racist watch as how the Senju and Uchiha clans both burn to ashes. And hey, maybe I’ll even throw in Boruto—just for laughs. Let the brat see what a real Hokage looks like: his father, Naruto Uzumaki, in his prime during the Fourth Great Ninja War. Because if I’m going to become a god… I might as well make it entertaining.

The sun never shines in the Memory domain. Day is thing of legends. Protected by the village Memor never knew true fear. Till that, supposed safe haven gradually turns into his worst nightmare.

Upon receiving an offer to work as the caretaker of a beautiful mansion, Camellia accepts it readily, in desperate need of money. She would do anything to make ends meet. Even if it means overlooking it's alarming red flags. Or provoking the very epitome of evil. Little does she know, that ignorance comes at a cost. A very deadly one. And It might just make her go insane. [A/N: Please don't forget to rate and comment! It would mean a lot to me, since it's my first time on this platform.]

Gang violence, drugs, corrupt politicians, crazed magic lunatics, and more. Mystical elements and technology have plagued our society and we have no one to blame but ourselves. Mythical lands, breathtakingly advanced cities, tales of cultivators, borged out super soldiers, wizards, knights with aura, shamans, and false idols. The world of Solless has it all. The main character, Tyr struggles with his new ability to see lives not his own. His only motivation in life is getting his beloved niece out of the trenches, reasons besides that are still something he struggles with immensely.

Noah Miles was the most respected Esper in the country, he was so adept at fighting that he was able to defeat many monsters or close open dungeons single-handedly. But one day he disappeared, two years later he returned in a bad condition. He came back half burnt every time he completed a mission, he needed a Guide to control his powers.

She grew up ashamed of him. To her, he was everything a father shouldn't be: incompetent, greedy, selfish, and utterly embarrassing. Living at the very bottom of society, he couldn’t provide her the comfort or dignity she longed for. Her childhood was colored by disappointment, resentment, and a deep desire to escape the shadow of a man she believed had failed her in every way. She avoided him. She hated the way he scrimped and saved. She hated the way he dressed, the way he spoke, the way he simply existed. But then, everything changed. One day, she stumbled upon a truth too heavy to bear: her father had been silently battling cancer for sixteen years. He endured endless pain, not for himself, but to stay alive for her. To make sure she was fed. Clothed. Safe. By the time she understood the weight of his sacrifice, it was too late. He was gone. And for the first time in her life, she wept not from shame or frustration, but from grief, regret, and a love she had never realized was there all along. A heartbreaking tale of misunderstanding, sacrifice, and redemption, My Daughter Says: Having a Father Like Me is Really Embarrassing will leave you in tears, reminding us all that love sometimes hides behind the quietest of struggles.