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The Order of Saint Merin ended with him. Not because it fell in a final stand—there was nothing left worth defending. The knights had been broken long before the last blade was raised, and he was the worst among them. Sir Henry Hildebraud of Mostenstein, the final knight, standing at the edge of his own grave. Magic ruled the world, and Henry possessed none of it. Against sorcerers who could reshape battlefields with a gesture, steel and training were meaningless. A sword did not argue with fire. A shield did not stop lightning. He was going to die, and he knew it. Then something absurd happened. A blow to the head—pure chance, pure stupidity—triggered a system. Not strength. Not speed. Not even magic. A single trait was amplified beyond reason: intimidation. He did not become more powerful. He simply became terrifying. Worse still, he had no control over it. Every sentence he spoke sounded like a threat of massacre. Casual conversation carried the weight of a war crime. Diplomacy became impossible. Silence was suspicious. Speaking was catastrophic. With no other options, Henry did the only thing he could to survive: he allowed the world to believe he was a monster far stronger than he truly was. Somewhere along this unfolding disaster, fate decided to complicate things further—or perhaps offer salvation—by pushing him toward a woman said to know how the Order could be restored and how he might rise above the farce he was living. The problem? Everyone agreed on one thing about her. She was completely unhinged.

While walking back home, Leo's home world is attacked by a group of aliens from outer space

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.

Ryo Kenzaki was good at being invisible. Just another high schooler, keeping his head down and waiting for each day to end. Then a star fell from the sky. When Ryo pulls a dying woman from the crater it leaves behind, he learns the world he knows is already breaking. Beyond it lies the Hunting Realm—a place where monsters are born from fallen Hunters, and something is beginning to push through. Hunted by a creature he cannot understand, Ryo is dragged to a sanctuary between worlds and forced into a choice that was never really his: take up a Kizugami, a living blade forged from wounds, or die before dawn. But the blade doesn’t obey. It judges. As the weapon begins to search his soul, Ryo is pulled into a war he never asked to join—one shadowed by an impossible Eye in the sky, a relentless Kaimon on his trail, and an ending that may already have been decided. Ryo never wanted to be a Hunter. But if becoming one is the only way to protect what remains, he’ll have to answer a far more dangerous question: When the world strips everything from him, can he still stand as himself once more? Character Art by @_iamskiddy

Everyone just wants to be happy. Some may call it a happily ever after. But what does that really mean? To be "Happy"? Can everyone be happy? Is it ever too late? Is it just as simple as "Making friends", "Having a good family" or "being successful"? Who knows, and who even cares. At the end of the day, it all sounds like a lie... or is it?

In a world where a single year lasts a thousand days—and each day stretches across thirty-eight hours—something about reality has always been… wrong. Dark never questioned it. An orphan with a quiet love for books, he expects nothing more than a normal life as he begins high school. Until the day reality cracks. Beneath a solitary tree, he meets a woman who should not know him—yet does. She claims to be his new literature teacher. From that moment on, the world begins to unravel. Whispers appear where silence should exist. People move like they’re being guided. And something unseen begins pulling the strings. What starts as curiosity turns into a descent. Together with his friends, Dark steps into a hidden conflict shaped by control, manipulation… and forces that do not belong to this world. But the deeper he looks, the clearer one thing becomes: This isn’t happening around him. It’s happening because of him. As fragments of the past resurface, Dark is dragged toward a truth that was never meant to be uncovered—one that speaks not of heroes… …but of something that should have never existed. Because in a world controlled by unseen hands, Dark is not the one searching for answers. He is the fracture in reality itself.

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Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he lived however he pleased. A spoiled noble brat who never faced consequences. Until the night everything changed. What should have been a celebration turns into a nightmare, and in the blink of an eye, he finds himself standing in the middle of the Great Svaron War — a catastrophe fought four hundred years ago, where entire continents collided and countless lives were erased. This was no glorious war of heroes. Lands were stripped bare, cities reduced to graves, and everything living became food for vultures. Men, beasts, monsters... none were spared from the true scourge of war. Out there, his name, title, and bloodline mean nothing. Survival is the only thing that matters. Thrown into an age of death and ruin, he must either fight... or be swallowed by the battlefield like everyone else. Will he fall, or does fate roll a dice.

She drowned on her birthday. No dramatic rescue. No heroic last words. Just a tired girl who opened her arms and let the water finish the job. Death was supposed to be the end. Instead, she woke up in a coffin, wearing a dead noble girl’s face, while a woman who wasn’t her mother screamed in grief and thirty nobles looked at her like the corpse had made a rude comeback. The original owner of this body was poisoned. Quietly. Efficiently. By people still smiling in this very mansion, convinced their problem was solved. Now they have a much bigger one. Her name is Zolani. She has no allies. No power. No status worth respecting. And the worst part? The gods have been dead for four hundred years. The world has been rotting in secret ever since. Nobody is supposed to know. Something ancient knows anyway. It followed her across death itself—ignoring every other soul it could have chosen—just to hitch a ride inside this broken, second-hand body. She’s already died once. She found it disappointing. Now she’s back… and the people who killed this body are about to learn what real inconvenience feels like Notice: This is my first book I intend to finish to the very end. Which is a big goal of mine. I am writing it and editing the grammatic errors on my own. I am done with volume 1. it will be the shortest volume of my book and I am going back to rewrite the chapters removing the errors and making corrections. Once I'm done I will dive into Volume 2. So I ask for your understanding. Have a nice day.

The War Devil is dead. The world of Worm does not know it yet. Reborn inside Taylor Hebert after her trigger event, Yoru awakens weak, furious, and surrounded by a society that still fears conflict in all its forms. In a city built on quiet wars and looming disasters, fear is plentiful, and war is patient.

Dominic was supposed to die in his apartment, but he woke up in a crashed Jeep with a stranger's face and a town full of fog. Transmigrated into the body of Harry Mason, he discovers his survival isn't tied to steel, but to Soul Armament—an ability to manifest his sheer willpower into tangible weapons of light. As he searches for a daughter he never had, he must use Trauma Memory Diving to navigate the literal nightmares of the residents, all while a mysterious "Dominic" from the town's past whispers through the static of his radio. In a place where your sins take shape to kill you, Dominic is learning that the only way out is to build a lighthouse in the dark.

A story of a transmigrator returning once more to the moment it all began… The splendor and humiliation of his past life have long faded. In this life, the road to power must be walked from the very beginning. The path of the strong is one of solitude. Indifference, ruthlessness, deception, patience… If any of these can serve as shortcuts to strength, he will take them without hesitation! •. •. YO! Tetsuya (MC) doesn’t focus only on Poison-types, he has several others. It’s just that in the "previous timeline", that was his specialty and he became skilled at it. Any normal person would start with what they’re good at and then expand into other paths (Types). --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 12 CH/W Disclaimer. This fanfic is an translation by the author 岑自省. All rights to the original work belong to its creator.

Oren was once an Antherion, a divine being untouched by mortality. But after a moment beyond comprehension, he fell into a Ruined Realm, a strange, mysterious world of the supernatural. A world that is ruined yet beautiful, inhabited by peculiar Erols (creatures), where people strive for enlightenment through endless trials of ascent. In that descent, something changed within him. A brutal curse took hold, stripping away his divinity and forcing him among those he once stood above.

“We might be mortals, but our legacy will never die.” All her life, Salīa has been called a demon. The rebellious princess who no one believed deserved a crown. A girl her people decided was not one of them long before she could understand why. But those who truly know her see something different: a clever, kind, and mischievous warrior-healer willing to sacrifice everything for the people she loves. When her land is attacked, and her family vanishes without a trace, Salīa is forced to awaken something far greater than a crown - her destiny as the reborn Protector, a mysterious force that reincarnates whenever the realm needs it most. And just in time, too. After 300 years, the barriers have fallen, and demons have returned with a vengeance. As war spreads across the realm and a mysterious dark enforcer rises in its wake, Salīa must journey through treacherous lands, unravel ancient magic, uncover the truth behind the ancestral animals that shape every soul, and confront secrets buried deep within her past...and herself. All while searching for a fragmented prophecy that threatens to turn the realm against itself. Bound by duty. Haunted by desire. Tested by temptation. As time slips away and long-buried truths begin to surface, Salīa finds herself questioning not only her growing power - but what she is becoming. Because some believe the Protector will save the realm. Others believe she will destroy it. Eight lands. Eight books. One legacy. X IG - miss_sxvage

In a world where magic is forbidden and witches are hunted, Ashlynn Blackwell has hidden her mark of the witch since birth. The night of her wedding she's betrayed and her secret is exposed. Attacked by her husband and his knights, Ashlynn was abandoned and left for dead in the wilderness. Rescued by the vampire lady Nyrielle, Ashlynn is offered a choice: die as a human or embrace her power as a witch. Bound by a mystical blood pact, Ashlynn is plunged into a world of ancient magic, immortal vampires, and deadly political intrigue for the chance to find eternal love. [Bronze Winner: Weekly Love Tales - Vampire] [Book of the Month: September/October 2024]

A young girl goes through the apocalypse in her world and fights for survival and freedom where it becomes harder each passing day

She's the last of her bloodline. A red wolf the world has forgotten-hunted by the one destined to love her. Hazel Alice Thorn has spent years on the run, her wolf hidden and her name erased from pack records. Hunted for crimes she didn't commit. Especially by him- The great Alpha of Blackmoor Pack, Caleb Benjamin Blackmoor, who swore to kill her and any of her family. But when a brutal hunt leaves Hazel near death, Caleb finds her and the moon Goddess marks her as his. Fate is cruel. Love is forbidden. And power always demands blood.

When life gives you mysterious potions… chug first, ask questions never. Blaine was having a perfectly normal day—until he wasn’t. One blink later, he’s transmigrated into the twisted world of Lord of the Mysteries, where logic takes a vacation and secrets have teeth. Before he can say, “Where’s my system?” he accidentally downs a potion and wakes up as a full-time Secrets Suppliant (comes with free headaches, divine side-eye, and a 90% risk of insanity). Now he’s stuck juggling cryptic gods and overly dramatic cults. But hey, someone’s gotta slay the True Creator and crush the Aurora Order. --- What to expect - Strong Mc But not OP(later on) - hates the aurora order - cool powers - 2 days per day minimum Join us here: https://discord.gg/Gut3w8xgC9 If you can’t, no worries at all — I’m just happy you’re here!

"A girl destined to free her species from the cruelty of the power hungry rival nations, will she rise against the chains that bind them? With perilous journeys ahead and loyal friends at her side, her fight for freedom begins. But as shadows deepen and danger grows, one question remains: will she triumph-or will the world drown her hope before she makes it out alive?" book cover art isnt mine!