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In a world shaped by magic and hidden truth, a boy born with the power of lightning is about to step into a destiny far greater than he imagined with only his friends,a master, and a trail of lost inscriptions to guide him. Imperial Alden must uncover what was buried long ago - and why the world seems to be watching his every move. He set out to uncover the world's secrets, but now the world fears the power he holds.

I'm Sheridan Wesley. I'm eleven years old. I've always lived with my dad. He's the only person I've got. He loves me and I love him too. But soon our lives changed. Mine especially. It was a sunny day in Blueville, a rural small town not far away from Tennessee. The kind of place where everyone knew everyone. My dad was one of the most popular and well-liked people of Blueville. He owned vast land and a big ranch. I always loved working with him. I loved the farm life. I knew how to ride horses, milk cows, make butter, plant seeds and harvest crops. I was well loved by all my dad's employees and well known too by the people of the town. I was the little boy who always gave a helping hand.

A puppet with its strings cut is still a puppet right? Loran L. Gordan had been a loyal noble since he was a child, when the king is over thrown and He is sentenced to execution Gordan is given a second chance by a strange figure in black to be the thirteenth player of a mystery game

In a world that often speaks too loudly, Anya lives quietly. She prefers the company of books, rainy windows, and unspoken thoughts. Her life is composed of gentle routines and silent dreams—until Oriana arrives. Beautiful, confident, and mysterious, Oriana walks into Anya’s life like summer thunder—sudden, fierce, and unforgettable. With a smile that hides sorrow and a laugh that awakens something deep inside Anya’s chest, Oriana becomes the one person who can unravel her. As the seasons pass and their hearts draw closer, Anya and Oriana discover that love doesn’t always begin with fireworks—it often starts in silence, in lingering glances, in shared cups of tea and small, stolen moments. But beneath the warmth, both girls carry pieces of their pasts that threaten to surface. Oriana battles her fear of being seen fully—flaws, pain, and all. Anya wrestles with the courage it takes to hold someone without needing to fix them. And together, they must learn that love isn’t about perfection, but about staying—especially when it’s hard. Her Laugh, My Heart is a tender, poetic tale of first love between two girls who find safety in each other’s arms. It is about the quiet kind of love—the kind that grows like jasmine in the dark and teaches you to listen to the sound of a heartbeat that finally feels like home.

Adah has never known the real meaning of what it means to be loved. Due to her experience, she kept to herself but with tears as love never seem to come. Her return saw a change of fortune as her rich parents handed over to her the keys of their empire. She assumed the position with ease but eventually fell for someone least expected. Her possessiveness and jealousy as well as the confusion that ensued between mother and daughter based on class and acceptance almost ruined her strong desire to be loved and experience what it means to enjoy true love. Now how did she get out of this trouble and later found out what true laughter meant?

Join Sammy, the unsuspecting mortal with a knack for turning cosmic chaos into comedy, as he navigates the divine realm filled with quirky gods, mischievous goddesses, and magical creatures with attitude. From taming an 8th Tier Flame Lion to trading banter with the mother of all gods, each chapter unfolds with a hilarious twist. Will Sammy conquer the divine challenges or end up as the punchline in the ultimate cosmic comedy? Find out in this laughter-packed odyssey where gods, demons, and Valkyries collide with Sammy's irreverent humor. Get ready for a ride that's part divine, part absurd, and all fun!

He only wanted to laugh at a trashy Omegaverse story. An emotionally blunt, sharp-tongued human stumbles onto a viral audio drama called “The Omega Boss and the Four Alphas.” It’s everywhere—Discord fandoms, memes, fanart, even fangirls fighting over the “sexy alphas.” Out of curiosity, he listens. And regrets it immediately. Every scene makes his blood boil. Omegas written as weak little toys, Alphas nothing more than walking hormones desperate to knot anything that moved. Heats described with the grace of bad fanfiction. Plot holes so big he could fall into them. The plot is a cliché-ridden mess, the characters are one-dimensional tropes—especially the "horny Alphas" who seem to only exist to get the docile Omega pregnant—and the heat scenes are so poorly written they make him cringe. Despite his mounting rage, Jace can’t stop. He becomes a hate-listener, a masochist of bad fiction, rolling his eyes and muttering insults with every line. Finally, he can’t take it anymore. Jace unleashes a scathing, multi-paragraph review on the server, eviscerating the author, the plot holes, and the weak character development. He goes so far as to rewrite a scene, proving that even a "simple rewrite" could inject more depth into the shallow narrative. He even questions if the writer is a child, utterly clueless about the intricate dynamics of the Omegaverse. Then a cryptic bot account replies him telling him that he talk a lot about the book that he wouldn’t survive if he was one of the characters. Jace dismisses it as a troll and thinks nothing of it. The next time he hits play, however, the audio distorts into a cacophony of sound, the room around him flickers, and he finds himself plunged into a disorienting darkness. When he wakes, he’s no longer in his room, but in the heart of the very scene he had just mocked. He wakes up inside the story, not as a swaggering alpha or even a named character, but as a disposable background omega—one vaguely recalled as being auctioned off to the four oversexed alphas to give them an heir. And it gets worse. He never even finished the audio series, but he remembers one spoiler from a review: the Omega he’s now living as gets killed off after giving birth to an heir. Which means his new life comes with two terrifying rules: 1. Survive long enough to outplay the Alphas who see him as nothing but a womb. 2. Avoid pregnancy at all costs. But that’s easier said than done. Because he isn’t just any Omega—his body is a rare high-breeding Omega, the kind whose pheromones drive Alphas insane. His scent alone can trigger their rut. His heat is lethal bait, impossible to hide, impossible to control. How do you survive a story you hate, in a body designed to die, surrounded by alphas who think you belong to them?

THIS STORY IS BEING UPDATED UNDER FANFICS WITH SOME CHANGES AND HEAVY IMPROVEMENT . He wakes up one day as Sukuna in a world he remembers from a game. His goal? To bring chaos to this realm, but his mere presence already complicates the storyline enough. Will he hide like a mouse in the Academy? No way! If he's already stirred chaos, he's going to take it, AND TRIPLE IT. Manipulation, murder, blackmail—you name it, he'll do it to climb to the top. Yet, despite his chaotic tendencies, he's not all bad. There are people he loves and will protect at any cost. Is he good, evil, or my favorite-chaotic? Who knows! But one thing's for sure—he's having a blast. He gets nerfed, but does he let that destroy his goals? HELL NAH! If you think this is a fanfic with no plot, no story, no character YOU'RE DEAD WRONG, at least I think so, unless I'm overestimating myself.

When the world begins to crack in places no one else can see, Aira is the only one who notices the whispers calling her name. Then she meets Rimuru — a mysterious girl with white hair, blue eyes that shimmer like another sky, and a smile that hides more than it reveals. Rimuru isn’t fully real. Each time she uses her power to fight the “Echoes” leaking through the Veil between worlds, her body flickers — as if reality itself is rejecting her. But near Aira, something changes. She becomes stable. Solid. Alive. As the Veil weakens and ancient shadows stir, the truth begins to surface: Aira is more than human, and Rimuru is more than lost. Together, they might be the only ones who can stop the world from unraveling — if their connection doesn’t rewrite it first. A story of light and memory, of laughter born in chaos, and of love powerful enough to defy the laws of existence.

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!