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Being abandoned by his very own blood, the world stripped him of everything, his glory, his weapon, his beloved and even his name was taken away. He tried to reclaim what were rightfully his but the people already treated him as an outcast. With nothing left to do, he strode towards the place of no return and as he reached the deepest part by accident, he found a sealed casket with an unusual question engraved on its lid. 'If the world's destruction were to be put in the palm of your hands, how would it end?' Thousands of choices, hundreds of possibilities, and tens of answers, yet just one of these was certain. "I'll carve it with my enemies' blood," he uttered underneath the moonless sky. On his hand was a blade made of glass, dripping with a crimson, sticky substance. In an era where war was an everyday occurrence and death was nothing but a mere consequence of being weak, his journey towards the labyrinth of revenge had begun. - - - - - Read at least six chapters and please be prepared to crave the rest. Enjoy Reading! Check out my other book as well. 'The Demon King's First General'

Benjamin is Mr. Average, but has big dreams. Every week he buys two lottery tickets in the hope of striking it rich. So imagine his surprise when, one Saturday night, his numbers finally come up.<br><br>Ten million dollars transforms his life. He buys his dream house and outfits it with every beautiful thing he has ever wanted, complete with a real British butler. He also donates to animal charities and adopts Sasha, an abused dog. Yet with everything perfect, Ben soon feels unsatisfied.<br><br>On one of his nightly walks, he stumbles onto a local hook-up spot. Soon he becomes a regular customer, seeking quick and dirty sex with random strangers to provide the exhilaration he craves. But when he’s attacked by a gay basher, he realizes this isn’t the life he wants to lead, and packs up everything to move to the countryside.<br><br>Settling into a simpler life on a small farm, Ben hires the rough and ready Mick to help run the place. The two men become good friends -- Ben is attracted to Mick, but Mick appears to be straight, though curious about gay sex. But when Ben almost dies in an accident, the simmering attraction between the two comes to fruition.

Just a bunch of useless numbers

There is an energy possessed in every human on Earth 789. This energy is called 'Battle Energy'. There are three types of battle energies: Mana, Aura and Chi. This is the story of Zeke Hughes, a boy ostracized by his family for not having a battle energy. Years after his banishment, he meets a mysterious young man named Numbers who helps him acquire a battle energy. Together, they travel to another continent and get caught up in an epic war between two countries for dominance. The above synopsis is for volume 1 only. There will be a system inside but that will come in volume 2 so I'll put the system tag on hold for now. Warning: this novel contains strong language, gory scenes and nude scenes, viewers discretion is advised. Ps: this is my first web novel so please help me point out some flaws in the novel. Thank you and enjoy the book!

In a place of eternal dusk, where the sky is no longer blue, stygian walls of sable forts keep the night at bay. A former bastion of knowledge, where weeping angels dance, lifeless in its depths. A dormant stronghold, where forlorn ravens sing, dim-lit by the midnight hues, yet no stars stood. An endless night, locked in twilight, and bound by the unseen moon. A place where the fallen king resides... where he sleeps. This is the story that he made. Isn't that right... Nonary? ||| First time writing here so uh, don't hold back on your opinions. English isn't my first language so I literally am nervous about posting this stuff. But eh, hopefully you like it? No set schedule atm, though I'll always post at least 1-2 chapters a week? Maybe more, depending on whether I can drag my body to write. P.S. This prolly won't get updated here. See either Royal Road, Scribblehub, or Tapas for the new chaps.

Hayama Takagi was a young Japanese boy that had just moved to the states, He was a shy but bubbly child that loved learning. He was rather skilled in the art of speaking English after studying vigorously and was happily on his way to his first day of second grade... until... Thirteen was a dark SOB that hated life, pain, and people. He thinks of himself as a tool because in that way living would be a little less painful. Thirteen wanted to forget the past, his once happy self back at the young age of seven or so when he had his mom, his dad, and his normal life, not this shit show where he is constantly injected with unknown substances and the thing tied around his neck that gave a constant reminder of the day all the shit happened. [WARNING: slow and irregular updates, in need of an editor... this is a completely unedited... Also lgbtq+ romance involved.]

[Enlightenment Through Knowledge] Mathematics are a tool. The tool. To understand our world, to elevate our consciousness. Enter the world of our fundamental knowledge.

What if everything was just... Numbers?

Clyde Adams was the tip of the spear. A Lieutenant in the Naval Special Warfare Development Group (DEVGRU), his world was one of classified ops, tactical precision, and unwavering focus. So, when a joint-force assignment came down from his CO, pairing him with the Treasury Department, he treated it like any other mission. The objective: provide protective detail for a high-value asset, a forensic accountant who had stumbled into a viper's nest. The asset was Troy Nash. Troy was a whip-smart forensic accountant for the FBI, a man who spoke the fluid language of numbers and could smell a financial anomaly from a mile away. He’d found several—glaring, intentional, and dangerous discrepancies that pointed to a massive conspiracy. His curiosity made him a target. Their meet-cute was less "cute" and more "violent." An attempt was made on Troy's life in a grocery store —a professional hit meant to look like a random mugging. Clyde, who had been shadowing him, didn’t just intervene; he dismantled the threat with a terrifying, efficient grace. He saved Troy’s life before he’d even officially introduced himself. The official line was strictly professional: “Clyde Adams. I’ve been assigned as your protective detail.” But protecting Troy from the Meridian fallout was a full-time job. It meant long nights reviewing financials, safehouses, and a constant, simmering threat.