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It follows Jovian and his surviving family members as they struggle with survival, moral decay, and disturbing family dynamics after humanity’s collapse. The story blends survivalist sci-fi with controversial, taboo relationships and psychological trauma, exploring the blurred lines between necessity, love, and manipulation. As the characters face both external threats like rogue AIs and internal conflicts of loyalty, desire, and guilt, the narrative dives deep into themes of isolation, survival instincts, and the cost of keeping secrets.

In a kingdom built on blood and silence, light is never pure — it always carries shadows. Nia was once a free spirit. Now she is nothing more than a prisoner, chained in blackstone cells and condemned for sins she never committed. But when she is pulled from her suffering and offered to a sacred spring, her fate begins to twist into something far more dangerous than captivity. Far above, Prince Vaelen Veyrath plays the dutiful heir — but behind his golden eyes burns a secret vow: to see his tyrant father buried. Bound to him is Velza Kaithryn, a knight who owes him her life, yet finds only cruelty where she once saw kindness. And in the heart of it all stands Lyssa, the Head Maid, whose gentle touch hides intentions sharp enough to cut. As ancient altars stir and forbidden rites awaken, pawns and players alike are drawn into a game where loyalty is fragile, betrayal is inevitable, and even light shatters into pieces. Some bonds are forged in blood. Others in lies. All will be tested. ————————————————————————————————— “You see only the light that falls from the sky. You do not hear the screams it carries with it. Every night it rains down, and still, the people look up in wonder. But me? I’ve learned to keep my head down.” — The self-proclaimed Wanderer of Skies ————————————————————————————————— “That’s your boy? Gods help you… when your boy finally buries you.” ————————————————————————————————— [I've finished 10 chapters so far. I’ll start writing the next one only if I get a good response. If not, I’ll shift focus to building the story instead . I’ve got a hell lot of tales to tell. So yeah, give this a shot. Thanks.] [And there are two versions one is censored and other is uncensored]

Edith had been eagerly waiting for the day of the festival yet when the day passed he had lost everything! Read to find out the events that unfolded that day! Packed with action, blood and gore! Dyed with the "blood" of his kin, follow Edith as he goes on a journey to become stronger and uncover the mysteries of that day!

“The King of Milfs” follows the journey of Joon, a 45-year-old ugly man who spent his lonely life obsessing over a web novel filled with gorgeous, seductive milfs. After dying unexpectedly, he is reincarnated as Ragga van Elson, a young master of the Elson estate, a rich and handsome character in the very novel he once worshipped. Armed with 28 years of knowledge from reading the story, Ragga rises to power through seduction, manipulation, and sheer cunning, building a harem of the most powerful and beautiful women in the realm. With each conquest, Ragga solidifies his claim to the title of King of Milfs, shaping a new reality that surpasses any fantasy he could have imagined. Author's Note: Hey there, Reader. If you've been with me since the beginning, you’ll probably recognize some parts of this world. This story you're about to dive into — King of Milfs — is based on the original novel you knew... but it’s not just a copy. It’s been completely rebuilt, updated, polished, and expanded with new scenes, richer characters, deeper emotions, and hotter moments than ever before. I wrote it with everything I wished the first version could have been — raw, honest, seductive, human. This is the real version. The way it was meant to be. If you're new, welcome — you're catching this story exactly how it should be read. Turn off the world, lean back, and get ready. Because once you step into Ragga’s world... there’s no going back. – Author [Content Warning] This story is intended for mature audiences (18+). It contains strong sexual themes, nudity, explicit language, and adult situations. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are under 18, please do not proceed. Author Note: Big thanks to everyone sending Power Stones! To my top 3 gifters — I’ll be shouting your names out at the end of every chapter as the story goes! You’re the real heroes behind this story, I appreciate more from you guys.

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Amelia Whitmore, a simple young lady born with griscelli syndrome that made her unique by giving her white blonde hair and silver eyes, but her life took a quick turn as she is mixed in a scandal caused by her mother who had an affair with the duke of Verenthia of El-Doria, and it turns worst when. both her mother and the duke dies in an accident. No where else to go she is brought to stay at the Verenthia castle and is immediately hated by soon to be duke, Lord Ethan Hawthorne, he took it upon hinself to. make her suffer as his mother's tears from the scandal made him even more determine to make sure he makes Amelia cry, will she be able to handle it?

Annalie’s life sucks—and not in the fun way. Stuck in a dead-end retail job with a face only a mother could grimace at, she’s long made peace with being invisible. That is, until a strange app installs itself on her phone and offers her a bizarre upgrade: collect life essence through sex, and watch her body—and her entire world—transform. But nothing happens overnight. With annoying coworkers, awkward first encounters, and an ever-growing list of strange system perks, Annalie finds herself stumbling into a life that’s way hotter—and way weirder—than she ever imagined. A slow, steamy, slice-of-life transformation story with more heart than hustle.

Underground the city of Kowairo, a secret giant area existed. It had the most intense security and sealed walls. You had to go there with an elevator, which almost looked like it was about to break any second. This place wasn’t the best for people who hate being alone, because you aren’t even allowed to enter here with any partner. I do not know the name of this place, but I was invited here for some reason. Ever since I have left Blackwell, my life seemed very different. Apparently the size of this place was almost as big as the whole city which was crazy. So, of course I wanted to join whatever this business was. Only to realize, this isn’t any normal business organization.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!

# 1V1 # NOBLELADY The female general has transmigrated to the future. When she opened her eyes, she saw someone snatching a child. She reached out without much thought, but who would have thought the little girl would hug her and say, “Mom, don’t throw me and Brother away!” Since the female general couldn’t go back, she raised her children and educated them. She beat up scumbags and saved men, and achieved another brilliant life. In the face of outrageous people, she was an ice queen. Grandma, sister-in-law, do any of you deserve my time? Faced with her children, it was like a spring breeze in summer. “Little Xing, you’re so smart! Shi Tou, you’re also a good baby!” In the face of men, she was indifferent. “Leave if you want to. You have legs, right? Go on then, I won’t walk you out.” She was a woman with thousands of faces. Even in another world, she was still the most dazzling one.