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A century ago, colossal stone swords descended from the skies, stabbing deep at the heart of twenty-eight cities. Like so began the Sword Trials. Worlds against worlds, species against species, set in a separate, unique, battleground realm that resembled the greatest sword-themed, faction versus faction MMORPG to ever exist. Levels, Legendary Equipment, Hidden Quests, Guilds, Territories, Spawns, NPCs, Sword Skills, Loot that could transcend worlds through a special currency… Only those who can awaken their sword marks would be called Bladeborns, warriors of their race. Armed with Soulbound Swords of varying tiers that decided their ranking in the modern hierarchy, they would fight for the continued existence of their worlds. Ending the battle, however, proved far more difficult than expected. A seemingly unbreakable hundred-year stalemate was reached. The apocalyptic ending eventually faded from everyone’s minds, and being a Bladeborn suddenly turned into a profession. Some even treated the Sword Trials as a mere game. Schools began adding swordsmanship classes as a major subject, and those who excelled beyond their peers at the same high school would be called Sword Prince and Princesses. One such celebrity was Daru Finnley, a young man who had an unusual love for the sword. Named the Fallen Sword Prince after a disastrous awakening ceremony, the label of genius changed into garbage overnight. But his “trash” sword held a secret. And so did his soul… Three worlds WILL fall. === For the month of December 2025: For every 20 powerstones / 5 golden tickets = 1 bonus chapter A cumulative total of 150 powerstones for the entire month would trigger a grand mass release event for the month of January 2026.

"Satisfy me, or suffer!" Since childhood, Carabella never received affection from her family. Her mother died of illness while her father gambled away everything until his debts piled up. When Carabella turned 18, her father sold her to a perfectionist CEO named Jefferson. He'd looked down on her since childhood, straining their relationship. But now that their fates are intertwined, Jefferson began to see Carabella in new light! He falls head over heels for her and wanted to make her his but can he protect her from his fiancée, Larissa. To keep her close, he employed her as his housekeeper and personal assistant. But can he really protect her from the world and win her love? Will he successfully break his engagement with Larissa and chase Carabella back before it's too late?

[Warning: Mature Content, Gore, R-18+] The Kingdom offered Mirabelle to the World Eater as a sacrifice. Instead, he made her his queen. Now Mirabelle commands the nightmare called Revas: beautiful, terrifying, and bound to her in blood and devotion. With a single word, he would tear kingdoms apart and drown the world in blood just to make her smile. They thought they were feeding a monster. But they were crowning a goddess. In a love story of blood and butterflies, the world will end with a beautiful, devastating flutter of wings. Excerpt: Revas knelt before her, his massive frame making the throne of bones he had built for her in the Abyss look small. The air smelled of fresh slaughter. "You are shaking, little Princess," he purred, his voice a low rumble that vibrated against her chest. He reached out, a clawed hand hovering near her throat. "Are you finally afraid?" Mirabelle didn't flinch. She stepped forward, closing the distance until the cold silver of his collar pressed against her stomach. She reached up, not to push him away, but to thread her fingers through his snow-white hair, forcing him to look up at her. "I am shaking," she admitted, her voice void of warmth. "But not from fear, Revas." His pupils dilated. "Then what?" "Anticipation," she replied, a cruel smile touching her lips. "I’m thinking about how their screams will sound when I let you off this leash." Revas froze. Then, slowly, a grin spread across his face, predatory, worshipful, and completely unhinged. He pressed his cheek against her palm, nuzzling into her touch like a starving wolf. "Then give the command, Mistress," he breathed. "And I will turn this world into a graveyard for you." -------------------- Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887 ** The beautiful cover art belongs to me and was comissioned by elkshan (Instagram)

"What you do in life, Echoes in Eternity." The System, who goes by the code name, Thirteen, defied the System God in order to give his previous Hosts’ the chance to change their Fates. Unfortunately, he was killed by his Father, the System God, and was sent to the world of Pangea to struggle like the Cannon Fodders that he fought so hard to protect. Armed with his knowledge as a System, Thirteen vowed to change not only his Fate, but the Fate of others whose destinies were tied up with him. In a world torn by power and corruption, a fallen System will bring out a symphony of change, or lead it to its destruction. ---------------- Join me in Discord: https://discord.gg/UesrNGmKWz

In the span of a year, I lost my entire family. My father was killed in a helicopter crash with my grandfather. My mother was condemned by society and lost her life at the hands of the patient’s family. My eldest brother worked himself to death trying to hold everything together. My second brother was destroyed by the entertainment world he once loved. And my youngest sister, barely eighteen, was bullied to the point of suicide. When I returned home after a few years abroad, all that was left of them were ashes and whispers. Now, with my hawk-like relatives circling the family legacy my bloodline built for over a century, I have only one way to keep it from being devoured. Marriage. It was the condition for me to receive it. So I chose a stranger. Not just any stranger, the coldest one I could find. A man who wouldn’t flinch even if I drowned the world in blood. He looked at me from across his office, his eyes sharp, unreadable. “Why should I marry you?” he asked. “Just because of that century-old inherita—” “I don’t care about that,” I cut him off. He frowned, annoyed or intrigued, I couldn’t tell. “All I’m saying,” I told him. “Is that I can give you an entertainment you’ll never forget.” He said nothing. Just stared. So I stood, walked to his window, and watched the city spread beneath us. “Don’t you think this place is already too boring?” I asked softly. “I plan to run amok. To turn this country upside down. Maybe even the world.” When I turned back to him, there was something different in his gaze. Interest. Maybe danger. “I don’t care about the money,” I said. “But I won’t let them have a single cent. I’ll use every drop of it to wreak havoc…” A cold smile tugged at my lips. “…and let blood rain.” He raised a brow, the corner of his mouth curving slightly. “Oh,” he said. “That is indeed… interesting.”

"The only thing worse than being broke? Time travelling and being forced into a medieval wedding and asked to play mute" Trova only wanted to transmigrate into a dead celebrity's body to acquire some twenty-first-century wealth. Instead, a botched spell from her idiot friend Adam lands her soul in the body of Princess Perdita Uxistedr—a royal "punchline" known throughout the kingdom for her lifelong muteness. Now, Trova is trapped in Perdita's body in a medieval kingdom, facing a forced political marriage to save the realm. Her modern sneakers, cherished headphones, and scathing New York wit are her only possessions. Her plan to escape over the palace wall is cut short when she is caught dangling upside down, exposed and humiliated, by the arrogant, heavily armored Warrior Prince. Meet Kaelen Cadell Werayurh, alias "Eureka." Kaelen—her husband-to-be—saves her life only to call her an "uncultured monkey," mock her protests, and claim he’s marrying her out of pity. He insists on loyalty to his mute bride... even after hearing Perdita speak. Now, Perdita is alone in a hunting lodge with her powerful, controlling husband. He thinks she is the fragile Princess Perdita who has conveniently lost her mind. She knows he's a liar and an uncultured bastard. The only way back to her time is through the Prince. But first, she has to survive being his 'crazy monkey' bride.

Betrayed by blood. Burned by fate. Buried by those she once called family. Bai Xia, the once gentle daughter of the Bai family, died amidst the flames — her heart filled with despair and disbelief. But when her eyes opened again, she found herself 33 years in the past, before her world was shattered. This time, heaven had not only given her a second chance… It had given her a System — cold, mechanical, and merciless. > [Lotus Rebirth System Activated] Mission: Crush all who betrayed you. Rise from the ashes. Earn your rebirth. From a naive girl, she would rise as the Crimson Lotus — elegant yet merciless, her beauty like a blade hidden beneath silk. Each mission would make her stronger, every act of revenge would feed her ascension. But amidst the blood and vengeance, something unexpected began to stir — a warmth that shouldn’t exist in a heart long frozen. A mysterious man with eyes as dark as night stood between her wrath and redemption. He was dangerous, untouchable... yet every step closer threatened to shatter the walls she had built. Could love bloom again in the heart of one reborn through hatred? Or would it burn away like everything else in her path? Her enemies would kneel. Her betrayers would weep. And the world would remember the name Bai Xia, the woman who rose from hell itself — the Crimson Lotus who bloomed in blood… and perhaps, once more, in love.

From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible—drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive—I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro—the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva—is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny—one disastrous choice at a time.

My fated mate rejected me under the Blood Moon. I died screaming his name. I woke up in hell—and the Moon Goddess is waiting. The Lunar Veil isn't the afterlife. It's a trial ground for broken wolves, where Luna strips away everything that makes you human until only truth remains. Ten trials. No mercy. Fail, and your soul burns to ash. My guide? Astro—a fallen Alpha with silver scars and secrets older than sin. He's supposed to help me survive. Instead, we're breaking every rule Luna ever made. Each trial I survive makes me stronger. Each touch between us burns hotter. And the red thread linking our fates? It's the one thing the goddess can't control.

​On her 18th birthday, Aria thought she would become the Luna. instead, her mate, the Alpha, rejected her in front of everyone because she was "too weak." ​Heartbroken, she ran away from the pack. But she took a secret with her: she was pregnant with the Alpha's heir. ​Five years later, she returns. She is no longer weak. And beside her stands a cute boy who looks exactly like the Alpha... ​"Who is that child?" The Alpha asked, his eyes red with jealousy. Aria smiled coldly. "None of your business."

Yojiro didn’t want to live. The apocalypse did him a favor. One moment he’s getting stabbed by a school bully named Jody for talking about his mom. The next moment every phone glitches, a countdown appears, and humanity gets thrown into a cosmic lottery of who lives, who dies, and who becomes overpowered. Most people get a “fireball” or “super strength.” Yojiro gets an error message. And then a SECOND error. And then a THIRD error. Whatever ability he ends up with… it’s unstable, unregistered, and apparently strong enough to scare the System itself. The more he suffers, the stronger he becomes. The more he grows, the less human he feels. And the less human he becomes… the more people fall for him. Now he’s attracting traumatized survivors, battle-hungry beauties, morally questionable geniuses, and women who definitely should not be blushing during the apocalypse. He didn’t ask for a harem. He also didn’t ask for the world to treat him like a chosen savior. But fine. If the universe wants Yojiro to rebuild humanity… he’ll do it his way, he doesn't care that much. Fast-paced. Savage. Darkly hilarious. Welcome to The Apocalypse Arrives and Suddenly I’m Useful. **NOTE** This is my first work that I will try to finish and serialize, excuse me for any inconveniences!

They stole his future and crippled his body. Now, he’ll rewrite the history in blood. Damon was on the verge of greatness, first in line to claim Bloodreign, the legendary artifact said to grant unmatched power in Earth Online, the world’s first fully immersive VR game. But his best friend betrayed him, stealing the item, and leaving Damon broken, crippled and nearly deleted. Kicked from the guild, mocked by the community, and trapped in a weak, crippled body, he was forgotten until his last desperate attempt somehow brought him back in time to the day when it all began. Now Damon was back and he knew what he was going after. A hidden lineage. A cursed class. A bloodline sealed since the dawn of the multiverse. Last time he played fair. Last time he trusted. This time he would hunt and devour. With years of knowledge of every exploit, every secret quest, every bugged mechanic, he will climb straight to the top. Armed with the blood of the first Vampire King, he was an apex predator now who stood at the very top. However, unbeknownst to him, a catastrophe lurks in the shadows. Damon finds out that the game itself might not be as simple as it seemed and the entire future of the humanity might depend on this game.

[Warning: MATURE CONTENT! NO RAPE] (I’m too soft for that) After enduring a lifetime of abuse from her family, the last thing Mallory Morrow needs is to be married off to an old man almost thrice her age. So, she came up with a plan. To sleep with someone and get pregnant. She didn’t know the consequences of her actions would come biting her back a few years after she gave birth. Living as a single mom, completely disowned by her family, and raising a kid who refused to speak after some traumatic incident alone, life wasn’t looking up for her. With all the medical bills piling up, she decided to take the job her best friend Mara offered her. ‘Her cousin was looking for someone to stop his wedding at all costs, and if she succeeded, she’d be paid 1 million dollars, an amount life-changing for her and her son.’ “STOP THE WEDDING! THAT MAN WAS THE FATHER OF MY CHILD!” But when she storms the ceremony, she discovers she’s crashed her half-sister’s wedding—the same woman who tormented her for years—and the groom who hired her is Venzrich Archeval: the youngest, richest, and most devastatingly handsome billionaire—who, unbeknownst to Mallory, is the father of her child. Haunted by the memory of a mysterious woman he met one night years ago, Venzrich has been searching for her ever since. And now, fate has thrown her right back into his life. As Mallory struggles to protect her son from her family, she also needs to survive a billionaire who, for reasons she didn’t know, can’t seem to leave her alone. “There’s no way I’m letting you go. You’re either mine or mine.” Chaos—and romance—ensues, tangled in a whirlwind game of fate. Can she open her heart again, or will her past trap her forever? Or worse, can she handle the person hiding behind his perfect mask?

"Chu Zhaoyang, what are you doing unbuttoning?" Gu Nian stepped back. Chu Zhaoyang unbuttoned the last button of his shirt, "Sleep." "But it's daytime now, hey... weren't you going to sleep? Let me go first..." To outsiders, everyone thought that Master Chu was cold and face-paralyzed as if he didn't have any expression, but they didn't know that he was kidnapped when he was young and had nightmares every night. It wasn't until he met Gu Nian, that he suddenly felt that sleeping was quite enjoyable... He knew that there was someone living in her heart, and even if that person would never come back, all he had to do was to drive that person away and change the tenant in her heart. However, the person who should have been dead came back..... He said pitifully, "Gu Nian, I seem to be homeless." But Gu Nian pointed at his heart: "When you moved in, I signed a lifetime residence agreement with you." He laughed. .................................................... Hi guys, This time I'll try to translate one of my favorite novel that I've been a fan of. Since I can't find the novel in Webnovel, I thought about giving it a try to translate it. And, I would love to let you all enjoy this novel. Plus, if you know that this series is from the seven gentleman series. You may know that this novel is the third book before the story of Han Zuoli, The Long-awaited Mr Han

Nex expected death. Instead, he opened his eyes in a world of cultivation… inside the body of a disgraced young master from a ruined villain sect. No power. No reputation. No future. [VILLAIN LIFE SYSTEM] Just one year of lifespan… and a snarky system that insists he can survive if he “revives the sect and acts like a proper villain.” Petty schemes? Shameless tricks? Ruining heroic destinies? Rebuilding a fallen sect from nothing? Fine. If that’s what keeps him alive, he’ll do it better than any arrogant young master ever could. But between mysterious eggs, troublesome beauties, and disciples who attract disaster like magnets, Nex begins to realize— Being a “third rate villain”… might actually be the most dangerous role in this world.

Everything was planned, and in one night, ruined. My best friend. My betrothed. Both backstabbed me in the back. But what they don't know is that I have help, and I will live this life again. And I will make sure I'll do everything different. All Cecelia wanted to do was prove to her father that her and her betrothed Mason were meant to be. After "paying" a shaman to look into the future to say it is meant to be, Cece decides that's not enough and goes on a quest to find Death. She wants to make a deal with him; if Mason and her are true mates, then she will live a long life with him. If not, she wants a do-over, but at WHAT time, or WHEN, Death gets to decide. At the ball, Cece is made aware of her betrothed's betrayal, and is devastated that the affair was made between him and her best friend. After dying from an argument gone very wrong, Death makes an appearance, going back in time.. Cece has a second chance at life. She will make sure EVERYTHING is different. And she will make sure not to make the same choices as last time.

In her first life, Primrose Vielle Illvaris thought the Lycan King hated her. He barely spoke to her, avoided her like the plague, and his people treated her as if she were invisible. After all, she wasn’t his choice, just a fate mate he never wanted. So when she met a tragic end, she welcomed death with open arms, hoping to step through the gates of heaven and spend her days running around the flower garden. But then … she was reborn. Thrown back to the past, right to the moment she was forced into their marriage, Primrose was determined to leave him before history could repeat itself. But just as she planned her escape, something strange happened— She could hear his thoughts. And they were nothing like his cold, distant behavior. 【My wife is so beautiful today … But if I look at her, I won’t be able to let go.】 【I'm a beast, I'm a monster, I don't deserve my wife ....】 Primrose almost choked on air. Wait—what?! The more she listened, the more shocking the truth became— HE WAS OBSESSED WITH HER. Every time she was near, his thoughts screamed: "MINE." "MATE." "MY WIFE IS MAD AT ME! I DESERVE TO DIE!!" Excuse me?! Since when did the cold, untouchable Lycan King turn into this pathetic lovesick fool?! ———— Follow my IG @Zenanicher Commission cover by Laylee

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but he broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

[System Alert: You have refused to kneel.] [The Heavenly Court rejects you.] [The Abyssal Court welcomes you.] In the era of After Dark, the world is ruled by the Awakened—warriors who follow the "Angelic Sequences" to protect humanity from the Mirror Dimensions. For Lucian, a starving orphan in the slums of London, "Angels" are nothing but tyrants with good PR. He has no desire to be a hero. But the System is absolute. On his nineteenth birthday, Lucian is dragged into the Crucible—a mandatory death trial. While others prayed to the Gods for salvation, Lucian looked the impossible odds in the eye and sneered. His defiance triggered a System Error. He didn't awaken as a Soldier or a Mage. He awakened the long-lost Forbidden Sequence. Class: Lightseeker Patron: The Dead Prince of Pride Now, Lucian possesses a power that breaks the rules of reality. He does not level up by training. He does not level up by praying. He levels up by Dominating. In a world where thousands fight for scraps, Lucian follows a different path: 1. Never Bow. (Penalty: Death). 2. Never Beg. (Penalty: Weakness). 3. Crush those standing above you. (Reward: Ascension). With the government hunting him and the War Angels preparing to burn the city, Lucian realizes the truth: "The world doesn't need saving. It needs to be corrected." Watch as the street rat becomes the King of Terror. Tags:#AntiHero #System #WeakToStrong #RuthlessMC #Evolution #DarkFantasy #Villain #FaceSlapping #NoHarem

Leo had a problem. Don't be like Leo! It wasn't that he was poor. It wasn't that he was unlucky. It was that he had been cursed, or blessed by the Accidental Tycoon System. The rules were deceptively simple. Any money he lost on an investment would be returned to him, doubled. And any money he gained, aside from system reimbursement couldn't be used by him on himself. His life's new mission was crystal clear. He had to go bankrupt. In a high-tech world of S-Rank Heroes, magic, and newly-contacted alien civilizations, this should have been the easiest thing to achieve in the galaxy. He just had to become the biggest, most spectacular loser the universe had ever seen. So, he tried. Oh, how he tried... He threw billions at publishing a dungeon guide written by a 10-year-old. The maps were in crayon, and it listed the final boss as a Big Grumpy Badger. [Breaking: New S-Rank dungeon called 'The Whispering Labyrinth' appears! All high-tech mapping drones fail. A lost F-Rank porter used the crayon guide... and it's 100% accurate. The final boss is a 50-foot divine badger. The Galactic Union has declared the guide a 'holy text' for exploration!] He bought the galaxy's most useless moon, planning to build a 'Museum of Paint'. [Alert: Ancient magical ley-lines discovered under the moon's surface! It's the only place in the universe that can safely grow the 'Star-Lotus,' the key ingredient for immortality!] To the Intergalactic Hero's Guild, the Magic Academies, and the Alien Federations, Leo was the god of investment whose every move was like 5D chess that ordinary people couldn't understand. Heroes would soar with his sponsorship. Alien emperors offered him their daughters' hands in marriage for a single 'tip'. But Leo just stared at his bank account, which now displayed his wealth that he couldn't use on himself, with tears streaming down his face. "Please," he cried, "I'm trying to fail! Why won't you just let me be poor?!"