edging fanfic

'The power of the mind is infinite.' Rye had only one goal in life... to reach the pinnacle of knowledge. A game. A death match. It could be either one of the things but for Rye... it was an opportunity... An opportunity to each the pinnacle!

Follows a professional demon hunter named Dante seeking vengeance for the death of his birth family and facing the echos of his troubled past.

The main character Melissia was a young woman trying to enjoy her life, when suddenly she became a victim of a manipulating, overprotective, and selfish Yandere over the course of a couple days. The only thing letting her out is pure luck.

Jeon Jungkook was walking through the halls of his University, "Such a boring day" he thought, "I hope something interesting happens" he thought. Little did he know his whole world was about to be turned upside down in a matter of seconds, from apocalyptic disasters to a fight to save humanity from wars fought between gods of centuries, how many times must he fall back in love with the man that broke his heart? And when will he realize the man that loves him was right behind him supporting and protecting him all along. (Lemme know if you want yoongi's backstory, and the gods stories as well, I'm kinda making it up along the way so I'd love some insight! I'm sure it'll be fun to have some kind of short story for each god(◍•ᴗ•◍)) (P.s, the name makes sense you just have to read carefully☺️)

After the Battle of Dawn, the earth entered the era of advanced warfare. The collision of civilizations on different planets, aggression, and conquest has become the only themes. The horn of the expedition has been sounded, and ambition and desire are no longer restrained. So we go to looting, we go to destroy.

This is for my own entertainment if you couldn't already tell. The translation in this story is the bare minimum.

They call it glory. I call it bad math." The songs say Robert Baratheon won the throne with his hammer. They lie. He won it because he was the only man in Westeros who understood that dysentery kills more men than swords. Thrust into the body of the Rebel Leader, a man with a modern mind must navigate a medieval nightmare. He has the body of a giant and the mind of an engineer, aided by an interface that reveals the brutal truth of the world around him.

In a city where the sky is always gray and the streets are colder than the blade in his hand, one name is whispered with fear: The Storm.

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?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"