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Haruto was just an ordinary high schooler trying to survive after his father’s business collapsed and left behind massive debt. Then the memories started coming. Memories of masterpieces from another world, stories that had never existed in this timeline, yet had the power to make millions laugh, cry, and lose sleep over fictional characters. So he picks up a pen and starts writing. From the bittersweet romance of Blue Spring Ride to the emotional devastation of Anohana, Haruto claws his way up the cutthroat light novel industry one tearjerker at a time. His readers adore him, curse him, and still buy the next volume anyway. Unfortunately… he still has many stories left to tell. —————— MC branches out to manga, anime, games and others as the story progress. He only writes script for them. He writes novels till the end. [Blue Spring Ride] [Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day] [Parasyte] [Puella Magi Madoka Magica] [Initial D] [Cyberpunk: Edgerunners] [And MORE] This is a translation of a fanfic. All characters, story, and rights belong to the original creators. RAW in pinnned review.

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you so much for all the support! I love writing for all of you, but balancing work and writing is quite challenging. If you want me to keep updating consistently, your support really helps. Castle: 10 extra chapters per week Gacha: 20 extra chapters per week Thank you for reading and supporting my story!

One man dominates the world, one art crushes the world The only one who stands before everyone and everything but has no life nor feeling, more dead than alive stare at the world he couldn't love or hate it All he wants is to die so he can't feel that way anymore but if he isn't dead there's still hope Another one who can't raise his head, is ashamed of his acts, too weak to show up, and is cursed but he won't give up and still fight till reach the stars in the sky Give up despair, and uphold hope When Shion Lan awakened in the day he left the family but discovered the ominous being inside himself. What to do? Giving up or fight back? Being friends or enemies? The ties between them, will it be strnger or cut?

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?” AUTHORS NOTE: Thank you so much for all the support! I love writing for all of you, but balancing work and writing is quite challenging. If you want me to keep updating consistently, your support really helps. Castle: 10 extra chapters per week Gacha: 20 extra chapters per week Thank you for reading and supporting my story!

#In every world, the corrupted male lead wants to lock me in a little black room# Shen Lang, true to her name, wreaked havoc upon the world, relying on her soul-snatching and captivatingly beautiful appearance. One day, she was locked onto by a System, the reason surprisingly being that she had broken the laws? Shen Lang issued a three-part denial: “I'm not, I didn't, you're spouting nonsense.” The System counted on its fingers: “According to a rough estimate, the Host, in her previous life, created a time-space machine, a zombie virus, a supernatural ability potion… You have severely violated the universal laws, so the System must punish you.” And so, Shen Lang was “forced” to get down to business, wholeheartedly being a scumbag to the male leads, striving to achieve the “cannon fodder” accomplishment. However, what's going on with the devastatingly handsome and immensely powerful male lead, the big BOSS, becoming paranoid and corrupted and wanting to lock her in a little black room?

In the year 2086, humanity stood at the peak of technological advancement. The world’s greatest nations united under Project Helios—an ambitious experiment created to generate limitless energy by manipulating space and dark matter. But on the night the Helios Reactor was activated for the very first time, the sky above the Pacific Ocean cracked apart like shattered glass. A colossal purple rift opened across the heavens, pulsing like the heartbeat of a wounded world. Then, they came. Creatures from ancient legends. A golden-scaled beast with wings like thunder roared above the sea. Stone giants walked through collapsing cities. Women with raven wings descended alongside black storms. Horned beasts from forgotten myths began roaming the human world. Nuclear weapons were launched. Armies marched. Entire nations burned. Yet the war between modern technology and the world of mythology brought nothing but endless destruction. Until a being calling himself The Ancient One appeared with a proposal: Twelve battles. Twelve representatives. And the fate of two civilizations would be decided within the arena. Arrows against gunpowder. Muscle against steel. Magic against science.

A young woman mourning her great-aunt has her soul pulled into a mirror by interdimensional aliens as an experiment. They leave her body and take her soul into a dimension of monsters, a shattered mirror sky, and cannibalistic spirits turned into hunting hounds by a yellow eyed dandy in a top hat.

Hello everyone after going through many novel reading I realized that showniz base novels on Chinese and U. S. entertainment industry have massive numbers but India base nothing so I decided to start a new novel on Indian entertainment industry so everyone support this Vijay, a 30-year-old man, died in the most ridiculous way possible— Laughing. A harmless experiment with laughing gas turned into uncontrollable laughter… until his body gave up. Even in his final breath— "Yaar… log rote rote marte hain… main haste haste mar gaya?" (“People die crying… and I died laughing?”) Darkness followed. But death… wasn’t the end. He opened his eyes again— Reborn. A new life. A new family. A fresh start in a parallel modern world. Everything looked normal. School. Streets. Neighbors. Daily routine. A peaceful, ordinary life. Until… small things began to feel strange. Not wrong. Just… cinematic. A school teacher giving an emotional speech that felt too powerful for a normal day. A roadside fight that suddenly turned dramatic, like a perfectly choreographed scene. A stranger whose entry felt… like a hero introduction. "Yeh coincidence thoda zyada nahi ho raha?" (“Aren’t these coincidences getting a bit too much?”) Then one day— Vijay saw someone. Not just anyone. A face he recognized. Not from real life— But from a movie. Not every film. Not every story. But some characters… are real. Living. Breathing. Existing in this world. A strict police officer who behaves exactly like a mass-action hero. A mysterious businessman with clear villain energy. A college girl whose life feels like a romantic drama waiting to unfold. This world isn’t fully Bollywood. It’s worse. It’s partially scripted. "Matlab… har koi normal hai… par kuch log kahani leke ghoom rahe hain?" (“So… everyone is normal… but some people are carrying entire stories inside them?”) And Vijay? He remembers those stories. He knows— Who will rise. Who will fall. Who will love. Who will die. But unlike movies… This is real life. Interference has consequences. So Vijay makes a choice. He won’t jump blindly into every story. He will observe. Learn. Adapt. Live a normal life on the surface— School, family, daily struggles, small happiness… While secretly identifying “main characters” hidden in society. Sometimes he helps. Sometimes he changes outcomes. Sometimes… He lets the story play out. Because he understands one terrifying truth— "Yeh duniya film nahi hai… par film jaise log isme zaroor hain." (“This world isn’t a movie… but movie-like people definitely exist in it.”) And slowly… Vijay begins to step into those stories. Not as a background character— But as a variable that was never supposed to exist. MC - vijay live with lesbian moms Mom1 -Shilpa, Mom2- Neelam and first partner in love with MC

Antoine's life started to change when his adopted father found out about his illness - Narcolepsy a chronic sleep disorder that makes someone fall asleep anytime and anywhere. But Antoine's illness is different. At first, he was only sleeping for hours until it became a day..and worst... months. It became so terribly severe that his adopted father had to do the unspeakable, experiment on his son. For him to live.

Haruya Takahara was an ordinary 28-year-old office worker living in Tokyo — overworked, invisible, and utterly alone. His life had become a blur of long nights, cheap coffee, and empty mornings. But one winter evening, after an accident on his way home, everything changed. He opened his eyes not in a hospital… but in a luxurious pink-walled bedroom, inside the body of a young man adored by everyone — in a world completely reversed from his own. Here, men are the rarest beings alive. The gender ratio stands at a staggering 1:150. Men are treated like divine treasures — worshiped, guarded, and desired. Women devote their entire lives to winning a man’s affection, while society bends every rule to protect its dwindling male population. At first, Haruya is stunned. Then… he laughs. For the first time, he’s in a world where being a man means power, freedom, and endless affection. Every girl he meets looks at him like he’s a dream come true. His polite “thank you” at breakfast even shocks his new family — because in this world, kindness from a man is unheard of. But as Haruya learns more, the illusion begins to fade. Behind the smiles and adoration lies a broken balance. Men have become passive and spoiled, while women bear the emotional weight of a world that worships them yet silently suffers for them. True love, equality, and sincerity have all but vanished. Now reborn into privilege, Haruya makes a silent vow — he will live differently. He will show kindness where others show cruelty. Warmth where others show pride. And maybe, just maybe… he will remind this world what it means to be human. From quiet family mornings to moments of chaos, laughter, and temptation, Haruya’s journey becomes more than just a fantasy—it becomes a story about rebirth, empathy, and the strange beauty of connection in a world that has forgotten both love and balance. A touching, emotional, and at times hilarious isekai where one man’s kindness sparks a silent revolution in a world ruled by reversed desire. --- Genre: Isekai, Reverse World, Fantasy Slice of Life, Emotional Drama, Comedy, Mild Ecchi, Psychological Social Commentary Tags: Reverse chastity, matriarchy, rare male protagonist, family warmth, kindness, harem building, gender-flipped society, slow romance, social transformation, emotional growth, Daily Life, School Life, Warm Atmosphere, Romantic Comedy, Light Novel Style, Stalker subplot, VR/Game Elements, Jealous Love Interests, Deep Character POV, Cinematic Writing, Thriller Elements, Suspenseful Subplots, Emotional Storytelling.

"If science can explain everything, why does Xu Chen feel impossible?" Aum was raised in a civilization where emotion is chemical error and love is nothing more than biological weakness. As one of the most brilliant scientists in his galaxy, he has spent his entire life trusting logic over instinct. Then a cosmic accident strands him on Earth. His only lead is Xu Chen — a cold, unreadable man whose existence defies everything Aum understands about the universe. Xu Chen should have been temporary. A variable. A problem to solve. Instead, he becomes an obsession Aum cannot calculate. As the distance between them disappears, Aum finds himself torn between two impossible choices: return home to the stars… or remain beside the only person who has ever made him feel human. A slow-burn sci-fi BL romance about cosmic fate, emotional awakening, and a love powerful enough to rewrite reality itself.

"Is one soul enough to recognise other in a different form?" "Hurt souls cannot be healed." Alex, a cyber-fairy from the far future is a rendezvous agent at an organisation called Re-Connect, who is responsible for bringing people connected by fate to meet each other again. He is tasked with getting 5 pairs to meet again, by writing plays that suit the scenario to create an environment for them to discover each other. He meets Ben by chance, a side character in the troop he's working for, who's a little too pompous for his liking, and is someone Alex dreads. Will Ben allow Alex to complete his mission? Is the mission the end of it? Or is a dark labyrinth awaits them both?

In a city where the Kaïssa System monitors every thought and suppresses every emotion, to love, to doubt, or simply to feel becomes an act of rebellion. Sophie has only one priority: to protect her fragile mother from a world that quietly eliminates those who fail to conform. But when cracks begin to fracture reality itself, she realizes that the world she has always known is only a fragment of something far greater. Beyond the controlled city unfolds a deeper truth: three intertwined worlds, spirits who keep watch, and a living nature where everything breathes, listens, and remembers. Nothing is inert. Nothing is empty. Everything is alive. And something else is watching. A presence that comments, questions… and perhaps guides. For Sophie, Aria, and Neris, the choice becomes inevitable: obey and survive, or cross the boundaries of the known world and confront the unknown. Because once you understand that the world has a soul, it becomes impossible to look away. And when you choose to see, you must also accept to act. For reconciliation may demand more than rebellion.

At thirty, she had stopped believing in love—until one morning, she woke up in the arms of a stranger named Marcus. In this unfamiliar reality, Marcus is her devoted husband, two children call her Mom, and everyone remembers a life she has never lived. As she searches for the truth, she slowly falls for the family that was never hers… and the man whose arms somehow feel like home. But if she finds a way back, will she be ready to lose them forever?

In a world where reality has been fractured, three dimensions coexist without ever truly touching… until now. A thousand years ago, a meteorite infused with an unknown energy crashed onto Earth, splitting existence into separate worlds connected by unstable forces. Since then, that energy has become the source of power, mutation… and silent conflict. In the dimension of Mel, humans who wield the Cosmic Flux rule a society built on strength. In the shadows, a secret organization known as the Octagon moves to seize control of that power at any cost. Meanwhile, in the human world, hidden experiments are creating soldiers capable of surviving cosmic mutation. And beyond it all… something far older is watching. Dack was never meant to be part of this. After his father disappears and his mother is taken, he discovers that he carries a different kind of energy—an anomaly that doesn’t follow the rules of any world. Years later, he enters an academy in Mel, learning to control the Cosmic Flux with one goal in mind: to become strong enough to find his mother. But during a mission on the Meteorite Island, everything changes. Facing a creature born from chaos, Dack unleashes a power he cannot control… and tears open a breach between dimensions. A mistake. A signal A point of no return. As creatures awaken, conflicts escalate, and the boundaries between worlds begin to collapse, one truth becomes clear: This energy was never meant to remain on Earth. And those who created it… are coming back to reclaim it.

The fateful encounter with a truck sent video game developer Wu Xiaoming into a parallel world. He was now the son of a past action star, a child star who failed to accomplish much in his adult career, and a wanderer in the ethereal realm hidden behind the glamorous physical world. And ghost hunting had not only become his career, but also his way to live. Lucky for him, he brought the game he was developing with him - only that right now, HE was the one with the character panel, inventory systems and skills. It’s Haoliwood, the Hollywood in this world, and it’s full of ghosts, baby!

It is said that a child finds comfort only in their home — their Sanctuary, the only place where they feel safe, loved, and at peace. This is the case for many children, even adults. But unfortunately, It was destined that I would not be one of them. In my own home. Among my family. With the mother who gave birth to me and the siblings who came from the same womb. I have never, not even for one day, felt love or comfort there. My sisters are ashamed of me. My younger brother does not respect me. And my mother? She is the harshest of all. Since I was a child, she has not loved me, cannot stand to see me, and scolds me whenever she does. As I grew up, I became nothing but the family’s disgrace — a moving money box for my mother and my little brother. How many times have I thought about ending my life? How many times have I thought about giving up on this miserable life? People may think I am too dramatic, but — If you have not burned yourself on live coals, how can you feel their heat? No one in this world will ever understand me. But that’s all right. Because I did not give up. Not because I am strong. Not because I am holding on to life. But because of one person. Except this person was not human. Not an animal. Not even a ghost. This person is the final villain in my favorite novel. Years spent following him, reading everything that happened to him. Years spent accompanying him. His existence became my world — my only world. I love him. I adore him. Even if he is not real. Even if he is only a man of paper and ink. I am willing to do anything for him. I would die for him. And then the gods granted me my only wish... Now, I am in his world. And this time, I will save him. Yes, I will do the impossible to save him. I will kill for him and die for him. So, Cassel… This is how madly I love you. How much I am obsessed with you. I am ready to destroy myself and the whole world for you.  ... So, can you look at me?

Just some one-shots from different animes, movies, games etc..

The kingdom of Eruasert was annihilated in an instant by a light that fell from the sky. Nakid, a young farmer, lost everything — including his adoptive mother, Leslie. He awakens in the Death Realm, reborn as a skeleton, and discovers a brutal world ruled by strength alone. At its peak reigns a cruel sovereign who promises a single way out: climb to the top and claim the vials capable of restoring the dead to life. But hope is short-lived. After his adoptive mother is executed once again in this new world, Nakid is left with nothing to lose. Rescued by a mysterious archer, he is dragged into a chaotic realm where survival is merely a means to an end — to bring his mother back from the dead, no matter the cost.

Lin Tianyu is transmigrated to parallel Blue Star, a world of mythic and divine abilities, where chosen humans can walk on the path of gods, awakening the legacy of forgotten divine gods. Tianyu: Wait...Why is the golden finger stuck...is it a glitch? Tianyu: What rusty spear... this is Gugnir, the spear of Odin, the all-father, Lord of Aesir, receiver of the slain... what you haven't heard of him? What you thought he was just a one-eyed geezer " I don't even care about the golden finger anymore. I need to form a pact with a powerful forgotten god. Just as the Path of Gods opened, the system, which had been stuck at 99 percent, started to shake. WELCOME HOST TO THE AXE LEGACY SYSTEM : ...