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Ed is not from this world. Last he remembered, he had been on a quest to save someone's life, a debt he must repay. But he was deceived. stuck in a lace called the mist, a bridge between worlds, time and space its self, a place gods would not go, he must not only find his way home, he must find out who he is, that the entire universe aims to kill him. With past lives to uncover and companions that should not walk any world. Will he loose himself to the mist or become what he has forgotten? both roads lead to doom, but whose?

*** My health has been very poor this year alongside loosing my mother-in-law and cat so I'm sorry but this will be rewritten and finished when I'm well, I'm doing it all offline in my rare creative moments, hopefully with a more mature touch *** [WARNING: Mature Themes (smut, violence, murder, suicide, domestic violence, etc.)] --------- Waking up naked and alone with a murderer, without a single memory, she relies on System to understand her existence in another person's body. --------- Still don't know if you should read me? Here's a quick breakdown to help you make up your mind if this novel is right for you: This is my own twist on the QuickTransmigration System genre, giving it a more 'spiritual' twist. It explores sensitive themes throughout each arc and I will do my best to give trigger warnings at the start of chapters containing them. It is written in the first person and revolves around a female lead (FL). This is a weak-to-strong novel, she will have heavy flaws and make repeated mistakes and seem generally weak at the start, bear with her as she grows. Romance is a heavy theme within the story that contains a lot of smut, with more than one character. However, there is only one male lead in the end. The story is less about fluffy romance, instead, it's a journey of growth and self-discovery, revolving around the main storyline. Although, each Arc will have its own separate storyline that will have an impact on the main storyline with both new and reoccurring characters (so skipping arcs is not advised). I have currently written the rough drafts for four arcs at the point of writing this: 1. Ghosts & Guns 2. How do you keep a child alive in the Zombie Apocalypse? 3. Abducted by Aliens 4. Freed by the Fae Folk 5. .... --------- --------- Cover Art made by myself, using nightcafe AI Art, check out my page, I'm attempting to make novel art and character art for each arc: https://creator.nightcafe.studio/u/Raychbunni

An Amazon Princess gives herself to the female commander of an invading dark-elf army in order for her people to be spared. --------- ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This story leans in heavily on sexual abuse on the first chapter but it will gradually lessen and evolve into romance. I like to describe this story as a Romance/Erotica/DnD loosely inspired Adventure hybrid. There will be action and there will be copius amounts of sex. There is hand holding. It involves lesbians and Futa(Female with male genitals). Discord is here : https://discord.gg/53q5F9kC If you liked my work the please consider buying me a coffee at : https://ko-fi.com/bamboo_gossip Cover is not mine. Got it from : https://www.artstation.com/artwork/3o98WA

(This is the better-edited version. The free version as a gift from this author for going on hiatus too long.) Ed is not from this world. Last he remembered he had been on a quest to save someone's life, a debt he must repay. But he was deceived. stuck in a place called the mist, a bridge between worlds, time and space itself, a place gods would not go, he must not only find his way home, he must find out who he is, that the entire universe aims to kill him. With past lives to uncover and companions that should not walk any world. Will he lose himself to the mist or become what he has forgotten? both roads lead to doom, but whose? (Hi, the author here. I went on a year-long hiatus and am back. this is the better-edited version of this book posted here cause the new chapters are better structured and the old needed editing. I will post the new chapters on whichever platform has the most readers, though I am hoping it is this one because the edits are here. Enjoy.)

There is a shard of the Creator in every being. But not everyone knows what to do with it. He did not come for glory. He never asked for this life. He was cast into this world — a fragment torn from another realm, another will. And now this world… will be saved by him, or fall by his hand. You can’t call him a hero. Not yet a monster either. He walks the path of light because he remembers pain. But with every death, every evil he fails to stop in time, something else begins to grow inside him. Sharper. Merciless. In his eyes — a world unworthy of forgiveness. In his heart — a despair that has not yet smothered the last embers of hope. Only one thing remains unknown: When the moment of choice comes — will he remain the one others follow… or become the flame that devours all? — A story of one who was never meant to be a hero. But could become a god. Or an executioner. ps. I will post this story also on RoyalRoad.com

It all started with a deal with a God. And next thing... i was here... in another world, deceived and made and burdened with this fate. I was going to die. BUT... I don't want to die.

Would you give your sight... the very essence of that sense of yours...? So that never again would you be able to see again. For the simple ability to heal. Take upon the injuries of those you care for. As with a single touch. They shall be healed. Whether it be a broken limb... a bruise... or even a whole arm... nothing, not a single thing within your grasp will ever be broken. Yet when I opened my eyes... it was not the kaleidoscope of colors I knew the world as... nor the exuberant face of my sister. No, it was to this empty void. Filled only by my sense of touch. "Of course" There was no other answer that would satisfy my will. For this was my choice... and my choice alone. ... When the world was created... populated by species upon species of beings. Yet a drop here... a star that may have yet to burst. A small flap of some God's coat. For the world was given life. Life greater than others. For they could use magic. An ability so wondrous that many nations had been created and felled in the harrowed halls of libraries. Yet this ability was not equal, and neither was the strength of will. For it appeared within women, every man that was born... for every one of them, there was an equal thousand women. As for magic. A rare occurrence already, made even more rare by the gap. A change in dynamic. For there was not some great king... there was not one holy emperor. Or even a god. There was a queen... a holy empress.... a Goddess. For man's place was not on the battlefield but upon the soft ballrooms, kitchens laden with instruments of creation rather than destruction. Married into well families that cared for them like precious possessions.

"In this life, I will find the meaning of my existence!" - Dawn Dawn was bedridden since young, unable to move his body. Because of his disability, everyone treated him with disdain. However, he wasn't much affected, but when his parents also forgot about him, he was filled with anger. He wanted to question God about why he was given such a miserable fate. Finally, his life came to an abrupt end. Strangely, however, that wasn't the end for him—he awakened in a strange new world that might allow him to find the answers that he desperately sought. To his surprise, the new world was no different than the old. On the very first day, he was sent to a strange dimension known as the Eternal battlefield. But thankfully, he was fortunate enough to awaken the 'Superhero Class.' This class changed everything. With the help of these skills, he grew stronger at an insane speed and became powerful enough to find god and ask them the reason for his existence. Why does he exist? Why does this world exist? Why did he live such a miserable life? Nothing could stop him from finding the answers to these questions—no young master, no super villainess, not even reality itself. ....... discords -https://discord.gg/egZYREvZbD

In a fighter aircraft, a wild but delicate-looking girl is found climbing over the thighs of a man. “I’m gonna bed you, Uncle General!” Her declaration gets the man smirking with narrowed eyes. "Lass, are you sure you want to sit right on me? You'll faint from the pain.” Jiang Mianmian eventually becomes General Zhan’s pampered little lover after their fiery night together. Under his commands, she’s forced to quit smoking, drinking, and skipping classes… but she has finally reached her limits after her repeated failed attempts of resistance. Thus, on the day of her coming-of-age ceremony, she hooks her arms around a handsome boy and leads him over to the general. “This is my boyfriend, Uncle. Let’s get a divorce!” The man’s eyes turns icy cold at that. The girl receives a good spanking from the wasted general that night. Her eyes bulge in horror as she cries out piteously, “No, not there, Uncle!” “My dear Mianmian..." The smirking general caresses her face in response. "You were the one begging me to take you on the aircraft that night!” Just one taste of the tender lass has gotten him addicted and lusting for more, and so, day in day out, he would force her to relive that passionate night with him…

FRIENDSHIP WITH LOVE SERIES BOOK 1 OCEAN & RHIANNA (2019) Rhianna came from a surroundings where not too crowded people. She transferred school due to her family decision after her mother passed away. It was her senior year to a new school and new faces that she needs to adjust. However, she did not expect that her life would change into something she did not imagine. Friendship and love. He slowly opened his eyes, a glimpse of light from the surrounding. He came to his senses that he was not in his room. He realized that he was in the hut with Rhianna. ‘Oh yeah, Rhianna where is she?’ Ocean felt something of his body. He looked down and saw Rhianna was hugging him and his arm was in hers too. He was trying to recall what happened. He had a fever and Rhianna was talking to him about taking a medicine. From that, he could not remember the rest. ‘They were inside his sleeping bag and … they were naked.’ His mind was blank. ‘Why are they naked?’ Then he recalled that Rhianna was saying something when he was so freaking cold. He could not exactly remember what she said but he can understand why she had to do what she needs to do. Maybe that is why they were naked.