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When Lucius Malfoy's owl finds the young Harry Potter, he has just come back from his first year and is tired and exhausted. Quickly taking a liking to the boy, the owl decides to tell her Master about the mistreatment of the child. Harry Potter fanfiction (nothing's mine except the story line; Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling) I'm not a native English speaker and always need improvement so do feel free to correct me in the comments if you notice an error! :)

It’s funny isn’t it? Even when you try so hard to stay away from people, they find a way of coming into your life. Human beings. Wild and dangerous. We are the chaos to our own madness. We are the reason why we keep backtracking, the world does not move forward from hatred and war. Every sun that shines, every moon that awakens, every night that turns into day, the more the years go on, the worse we become.

In a world where 20% of humanity wields extraordinary powers — magic, martial arts, summoning — Avar is nothing. A 30-year-old construction worker who lost his parents at fifteen and his grandmother three years ago, Avar has spent his whole life in the powerless 80%, watching gates tear open across the world and unleash monsters that only "Hunters" can stop. Then a nightmare changes everything. A mysterious tattoo burns itself onto his chest, and Avar discovers Oneiros — a hidden dream-world system that lets him grow stronger every time he sleeps. Strength. Speed. Mana. All purchasable with points earned by clearing gates and surviving missions no one expects him to survive. But Oneiros always demands a price. From Rank F to a Sudden Awakening that shakes the Hunter world, Avar's rise is fueled by something deeper than ambition — a desperate refusal to ever be powerless again, no matter what it costs him.

Powstrava Stravapo is about the prince of the most powerful empire in history, born with so much power that even the Gods quaked in their boots. Alas, he has his own obstacles to overcome to fill his father's shoes as the most powerful in the universe.

In the year 3813, Earth stands renewed, a world reborn from ashes where ancient energies entwine with futuristic brilliance. Cities float like jewels above crystalline seas, forests sing in harmony with machines, and peace reigns… but peace has always come with a price. Erza Akira, a woman who carries the weight of centuries behind her youthful face, remembers the world before its rebirth. Her memories reach back to 3593, to a time of chaos and to the woman whose name would echo across history: Alya Aerius. Abandoned as a baby and left to wither on the streets, Alya was saved by a kindhearted couple who nursed her back to life. For years they were her only world until the day that innocence was torn away. At the age of five, Alya witnessed her city fall to ruthless marauders. Flames consumed the streets. Blood stained the stones. And before her eyes, the couple who had given her everything were slaughtered mercilessly, decayed as though they were less than human. In that instant, grief gave way to fury. A wrath so immense trembled the earth beneath her feet. With a child’s trembling hands driven by vengeance, she struck back with a ferocity beyond her years, felling many before being beaten and left at death’s door. Salvation came in the form of a man cloaked in crimson markings, his body inked with blue lightweight wings that seemed to burn against his skin. With a sweep of radiant, azure light, he carried Alya to safety to the sovereign island of Helixia, the most advanced nation of the age. There, doctors discovered the truth: Alya carried Helixian blood. She was not an orphan of chance, but a daughter of Helixia itself. The man who rescued her revealed his name: Gerek Aerius. He took her as his own, raising her in strength, guiding her through grief, and tempering her rage. A rage so fierce it threatened to tear her heart apart. Years passed, and Alya grew into a warrior of unmatched resolve. To her was entrusted a fragment of the Cerebrox, an artifact of ancient power, scattered into pieces across the world. Her mission: recover the fragments before they fall into the hands of those who would twist their power to ruin. But the path before her is more than a quest. It is a crucible of fractured alliances, rogue factions, and choices that blur the line between justice and vengeance. Each step forward may not only determine the fate of nations but unravel the truth of humanity itself, its legacy, its power, and the very cost of peace. This is the beginning of a saga. A story where energy births powers, sacrifice breeds heroes, and wrath becomes the blade that reshapes the future.

Do you know what's the difference between humans and mermaids? Humans have feet while mermaids don't have. Human lives at land while mermaid lives at sea. Mermaids have power while humans doesn't have. Mermaids are stronger than humans. But does love can change that? Like.... Humans turning to mermaid because of love? or... Mermaids turning to be a human just for love? Does love really can change everything or anything? Change it by permanently or change it temporarily?

The desert is a friend to no one. It is cruel and unkind and must always be watched. One will never know when it will take life. The desert almost never gives life, until now. Pulled by the strings of fate four women find themselves on an adventure of a lifetime. When the call of Fate becomes strong will they stand together or fall apart as the search for the lost Queen gets ever more dangerous.

Avanya, gadis yang selalu saja ceria dan tingkat kepedeannya sudah berada di atas rata-rata. gadis ini, memiliki banyak sekali teman dan sahabat. rasanya kehidupannya sudah sangat sempurna. hingga saat dia harus menerima masalah yang rumit dalam hidupnya. yang mengubah seluruh keceriaan dari gadis ini.

Lucas desperta en un mundo que no conoce tras caer del cielo sin saber porque, solo y desconcertado se va a enfrentar a mucho en este nuevo mundo pero su unica opcion ahora mismo es avanzar. (La historia no sigue el típico cliché donde el protagonista obtiene un poder exagerado o algo irreal. En cambio, el personaje principal está planteado de una forma más natural y realista, como si fuese uno de los propios lectores el que estuviera dentro de la trama)

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"