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In a world where power is everything, and every child awakens their magic at fifteen, Luke Wayne was expected to inherit greatness. As the only son of one of the Four Great Families of the Human Empire, his path should have been gilded in gold—if only his father cared enough to look his way. Raised in silence and shadows after his mother died giving birth to him, Luke prepares for his awakening with no expectations. But the night before his fifteenth birthday, time stops. Literally. A cosmic voice echoes through the frozen world, offering him a system like no other—The Infinite roll system. (DND system) Unlimited chances. Infinite possibilities. One slot. He can roll forever for a single skill and a single affinity, while time itself holds its breath. But once he chooses, the game changes forever. Yet, with great power comes scrutiny. The gods whisper. Champions watch. The world shifts. Because a boy who can unravel fate is more dangerous than any war.

Before vanishing to join the other Supreme Beings in the real world, Momonga crowns Yhwach as the Guild Leader of Ainz Ooal Gown. From the Silent Throne, Yhwach rules Nazarick not as a steward—but as a god. Albedo’s programmed devotion? His to command. The Great Tomb? His kingdom. The world of Yggdrasil? His to shape, as destiny decrees. But beyond the game, Yhwach is a prisoner of his own body. Born cursed by fate—completely blind, his heart strained by hypertrophic cardiomyopathy, his muscles weakening day by day from a degenerative neuromuscular disease—he has defied death’s grasp for twenty-six long, painful years. Now, confined to a hospital bed, kept alive by machines, the so-called god-king faces the one enemy he cannot conquer: time. As Yggdrasil nears its shutdown, Yhwach makes his final decree—disconnect the life support. Let him die where he was strongest, where he was truly free. But as the server’s clock hits zero… something happens. The countdown reverses. The world doesn’t end. The game begins again. And Yhwach rises—not as a dying man, but as the god of a world reborn. All rights reserved.

Divine Ruin 18+ Only Book Three of The MoonBlood Prophecy Series The prophecy is unraveling. The gods are watching. And Rhiannan's power is no longer a secret. With a divine pregnancy growing faster than nature should allow, a war looming on the horizon, and the final relic now in her hands, Rhiannan must unite kingdoms, awaken ancient allies, and prepare for the battle that could end everything.... or crown her a goddess of legend. Her six mates are fierce, possessive, and maddeningly protective. But even they aren't ready for what's coming. FaeNet is exploding, enemies are rising from cursed lands and hellish realms, and a forgotten king has his eyes set on destroying her from the inside out. Oh...and she's housing triplets, glowing with divine magic, and somehow still making time for mind blowing sex, royal diplomacy, and feeding her growing rebellion. When the bones speak and the skies burn, will the goddess rise, or will the realms fall into divine ruin? Reverse Harem Dark Fantasy Romance Fae, Shifters, Phoenix Royalty, and Bone Seers Spicy as hell (NSFW) One badass, trauma scarred, foul mouthed Marine turned goddess who will burn the fucking world to protect her people.

"You make me mad, get on my nerves and what not, by your those chaotic antics, what are you, 5? Keeping on jumping around the whole company like a monkey." Tan said and huffed angrily. "Who are you calling a monkey? Huh!! What do you think you are, huh? Why should I stop my actions? Atleast my actions bring a smile on people's faces and look at yourself, always shouting and scaring everyone." Jennifer too, huffed angrily and left her boss' cabin stomping her feet. Tan, a man with bossy attitude, who always focuses on what will happen in future VS Jennifer, a carefree girl, who loves to live every second of her life happily. A story of a chaotic girl and a cold hearted man, whom everyone feared. What will happen when these two completely different worlds collide. Will it cause an Earthquake or will it result into a beautiful story. Not what we see is always true, not everyone who we think is happy is actually happy, not every rich person has everything that a person needs to be alive. "N-no, you can't leave me! Keep your eyes open, Tan! For god's sake, keep your eyes open." Jennifer cried holding Tan in her arms. "F-First s-say you love me." Tan said with a shaking voice. "I l-love you, please be with me, you have to breath, for me. I promise, I'll never leave you again. Please, I beg you." Will this story have a "they lived happily ever after." Ending OR a "not every story have a happy ending." Ending Read to know.

In a world where every child awakens their magic at the age of ten, Alexander von Javier was already fluent in 3 languages before he could walk, reciting noble etiquette by age three, and dissecting ancient magic theory by seven. The seventh son of the most powerful Duke in the Empire, born under a sky of auroras and fate-marked stars — he was supposed to be a miracle. But miracles inspire envy. And envy breeds betrayal. Overshadowed by their youngest brother’s brilliance, his six siblings vow to bring him down before he can rise. They mock his silence, plot in shadows, and sabotage his path… unaware that they’ve already been marked. Because Alexander does not forget. He does not forgive. And his system — the mysterious power that awakens only at life’s greatest milestones — has chosen him not for righteousness, but for ambition. Each gift it grants is not a blessing, but a weapon. And he? He will use them all. "Peace? Justice? Nobility? How charming. Sadly, I seek only one thing — the world, beneath my feet." ~Alexander Von Javier The Tyrant has begun his march.

[Crossover Fic] It was a silent night when a falling star broke through the sky of Westeros and collided in the Stormlands, alerting the Lords of the Realm, including King Jaehaerys Targaryen. Nobody knows where the star came from or what it brought, as the crater was empty when it cleared out. While Prince Aemon Targaryen, King Jaehaerys's son, dismissed it, the Conciliator was skeptical of the event. And his skepticism was not unwarranted, as nobody knew of the viciousness that was brought upon the Realm....No....the world. Drakken, a man from another world, rose from the star-dust and flames after the collision, lurking about the Realm with a terrifying power brought from where he came from. The people of the Realm were not ready for what was to come.

When Héctor, a man unmatched in the violent world of narcotrafficking, is betrayed and left for dead, his story doesn’t end there. He wakes up in a completely new world: a utopia of superheroes where 40% of the population has abilities and crime is kept in check by superpowered enforcers. But Héctor has no powers. What he lacks in supernatural abilities, he makes up for with something this world has never seen: the brutal cunning of a cartel boss, ruthless strategies, and an unflinching resolve to get his hands dirty. For this trafficker turned antihero, justice is just an excuse, and heroes are just obstacles. Can a man without powers challenge an entire system, or will he be crushed by a world that has never known the true meaning of "fear"? "Druglord of Another World!" is an explosive blend of ultraviolence, merciless tactics, and an antihero determined to break all the rules.

It's just a little game... Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'm not a killer, I'm a player.

Synopsis: Once, the heavens sang with harmony. Now, the gods are dead, the realms are shattered, and only one memory remains — hers. Lara was born into a world at war — where divine bloodlines rule and the skies remember what mortals cannot. But when she begins to dream of a life not her own — of a priestess in white robes, a God of War with bloodied hands, and a betrayal that shattered eternity — her fate takes a dangerous turn. Unknown to her, Lara is the reincarnation of Kiara, the mortal priestess once chosen by the Goddess of Peace to bridge mortals and immortals. Her love once ignited a divine war. Her death ended an era. Now, two powerful men re-enter her life: A prince who chose duty over love — haunted by past mistakes. A mysterious man cloaked in red — feared by all, yet bound to her by something deeper than time. As ancient memories awaken and forbidden powers return, Lara must face the truth: She once changed the world. And she may have to destroy it to save it again.

Cesaga introduces a vast, cosmic setting where various alien races coexist. Among them are the Celestrias, beings of light and power, and the Darkseed, a malevolent force seeking to dominate the galaxy. A cataclysmic war erupts between the Celestrias and the Puaka, a powerful Darkseed faction. The Celestrias, led by King Awan, emerge victorious but at a great cost. The war's aftermath leaves a scarred Earth and a weakened Celestrias empire. As the galaxy teeters on the brink of further conflict, a new mission is entrusted to a select group of elite warriors, the Kshatriyas. Their task is to hunt down the remaining Puaka and their elusive leader, Blackcurst, ensuring the safety of the galaxy. This perilous journey will test their limits and challenge their very existence.

You know what’s funny? These days, every so-called villain story is the same. Some guy gets betrayed, turns cold, starts playing 5D chess with people’s lives, acts heartless—but deep down, he’s always the victim. Always wearing that mask of pain to justify why he’s screwing others over. It’s become a trend. If he’s not manipulating the heroines, crushing the hero under his boots, and pretending like he’s saving the world by destroying it, people say he’s not a real villain—just another edgy antihero. But me? I don’t see villains like that. To me, a villain is just… a human. A man who’s kind when he chooses to be, cruel when he has to be. He’s not trying to prove anything to the world—he just refuses to be someone else’s puppet. And yeah, sometimes that means breaking rules, breaking trust, even breaking people. This story? It’s not about redemption or pity. It’s about a man the world calls a villain, but who’s just doing what he must to survive in a world that was never fair to begin with. He plays fate like a rigged game. The heroines? Destined for someone else? He rewrites that. Make them love him... because he can. The ‘son of heaven’? He crushes him, not for glory—but to show the heavens he’s not below them. Yeah, he lies. Makes promises he never plans to keep. He takes what he wants, even if it means tearing down everything in his way—including love. But if you look a little closer… beneath all that chaos and manipulation… there’s a heart. Not soft. Not perfect. But real. This isn’t the story of a man trying to be a villain. This is the story of a man who stopped pretending to be one. In this story, the heroines will feel. Really feel. Not just cry on cue or exist to fall in love—they’ll ache, rage, doubt, hope. And the villain? He’ll feel too. But not in the way that makes him soft or fragile. No, his emotions make him terrifying. He doesn’t run from what he feels—he owns it. Wields it. Turns it into fuel. So when he falls for someone, it’s not a weakness—it’s a warning. Because once he decides he wants her, he’ll make sure she falls too. Not by luck. Not by fate. By design. That’s the difference. He doesn’t fall in love hoping to be loved back. He falls in love, and then bends her world until it becomes inevitable. And no, he won’t save her out of pity. He’ll destroy anyone who touches what’s his—but never out of mercy. His pity is saved for people who were too shallow to understand him in the first place. See, this villain isn’t the typical archetype. He’s not cold for the sake of being cold. He’s not pretending to be empty inside. He feels more than anyone else—more than the heroines, more than the so-called heroes. That’s what makes him dangerous. He can love deeper. Hurt harder. Manipulate smarter. And that’s why he has to be just a little more ruthless than them all. Because in a world that demands you hide your heart to survive—he doesn’t hide it. He sharpens it. TAGS— Villain MC, Antihero, R-18, Dark, Manipulative Protagonist, Netorare (NTR), Smut, Possessive Male Lead, Yandere, Harem, Reverse NTR, Mature, Psychological, Cold Protagonist, Revenge, No Redemption, Scheming MC, Ruthless MC, Obsession, Overpowered MC, Seduction, Love and Betrayal, Dark Romance, Emotional Manipulation, Heartbreak, Love-Hate Relationship, Power Play, Mind Games, Tragic Past, Slow Burn, Dominant Male Lead, Twisted Love, Alpha Male, Dark Fantasy, System, Morally Grey MC, Complex Relationships, Red Flags, Gaslighting, Unforgivable Actions, Villainous Love Interest, Control, Domination, Ambiguous Morality, Forbidden Romance, MILFs

A love unspoken. A tear born of darkness. A world torn open. Mazen Abdou was just an ordinary nursing student in Cairo — until the night a single, midnight-black tear slipped down his cheek and shattered the boundary between realms. In a heartbeat, the world he knew was gone, replaced by a savage land of crimson skies, howling warbands, and ancient powers that breathe through stone and mist. In the treacherous realm of Vortrex, elemental beasts rule the wilds, mercenary companies hunt for blood, and old prophecies speak of a wielder of darkness that could unmake the ten realms. Mazen never asked to be that wielder. Separated by fate and unaware of each other’s survival, Shina Hossam — the girl he never confessed his love to — races through this deadly world searching for him, while Mazen risks everything to find his way back to her. Both of them forced to hide behind masks, forging new names and dangerous alliances in a war neither understands. As ruthless kings, cults, and rebel clans close in, secrets buried in Vortrex’s blood-soaked soil begin to surface. And with every battle fought, every bond broken, and every power awakened, one truth becomes impossible to deny: The tear was no accident. And their fates were written in shadow long before they met. In a world where darkness feeds the strong and light betrays the desperate… love might be the most dangerous power of all.

She wanted a child. He wanted nothing to do with love. But fate doesn't care about intentions—only destiny. Lysandra Moonwell, heir to a forbidden witch bloodline, was desperate. A prophecy foretold her child would bring balance to a fractured world of Elites—vampires, lycans, witches, and more. But to fulfill it, she needed a father powerful enough to match her own chaotic magic. So, she did the unthinkable. She cast a spell. Caveen Landon, son of a vampire princess and a lycan alpha, wakes one morning in a strange bed—haunted by passion he doesn’t remember and bound by a bond he didn’t choose. When he discovers Lysandra’s deception, he swears vengeance. But everything shatters the moment he hears the heartbeat of the child she carries. His child. The betrayal should have ended everything. But the more Caveen tries to hate her, the more he’s drawn to the fire in her eyes, the loneliness in her smile. And Lysandra, prepared to face his fury, never expected to fall for the man she tricked. As hidden powers awaken and the Council hunts down the unborn heir, Caveen and Lysandra must navigate their twisted bond—one forged in magic, betrayal, and a love that refuses to die. But can love truly bloom in the shadows of a lie? Or will the truth tear them—and the world—apart?

Eat a star, the bottle said. But to be honest, Why should I only eat one? I'm alone anyway, it's a drug-induced hallucination, right? -------------------------------------------------- Our MC is going to discover that sometimes it's not a good idea to sit next to strangers at a bar when the whole bar has decided to leave said stranger alone. Even more so when said strangers don't seem very human, to say the least.

After her rebirth, Yun Shifei returned to her fifteen-year-old self, just when she became the true daughter of a wealthy family. The well-behaved and timid Shi Fei only wanted to live her own small life well. Who knew she would get involved with the Great Demon King. In her memory, this big shot was extremely ruthless, squandering the family fortune, watching his brother die coldly, and sending his father to prison. But now, the big shot is quiet, obedient, easy to bully, and loves sticking to her. Yun Shifei's heart softened, and she tried hard to protect him. Yet one day, the little poor thing she sheltered pulled her into his arms to kiss her. She was utterly shocked. He looked innocent and said: 'I heard this is a way to express liking. Don't you like me?' That's what it means, but why does something feel off?!

A presumed serial killer is determined to protect a detective at all costs.

"If you were the supreme master of the Dao of Immortals, revered by countless beings, able to glimpse life and death, and understand the destiny, what kind of woman would you seek as a partner?" Jiang Feng: "I would marry an eighteen-year-old." "...do you want to die?" "I'd rather die to marry an eighteen-year-old."

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?