eleventh story

DEAD GIRL'S GUIDE TO FAMILY ANNIHILATION They say ghosts linger from unfinished business. Lin Rong crawled out of her grave with enough rage to burn down three dynasties. Her death was poetic: Brakes failed. River swallowed her. Standard tragic prologue. Her afterlife? A cosmic joke: Woke up eleven years later to find: Her brothers became walking disaster tropes Her legacy? The male lead’s conveniently dead high-school crush The world’s script needed a rewrite Meet the brothers who forgot their sister taught them to tie their shoes: CEO Shen Yihan: Prayer beads coiled around his knuckles like a serpent. His hobby? Bankrupting companies for a woman who doesn’t know his birthday. Pop Star Shen Yao: Toxic fandoms call him "The Human Grenade." Currently trending hashtag: #CancelShenYAO. Campus Kingpin Shen Li: His juvenile record reads like a John Wick prequel. Lin Rong’s to-do list: Slap sense into the CEO (literally) Drag the idol off his self-destruction spiral Bail the delinquent out before his prison debut Absolutely not becoming the FL’s romantic speed bump again Problem: The male lead thinks her resurrection ruins his love story. The female lead wants her brothers as stepping stones. And Lin Rong? She just bought seven leather belts. Tagline: When your second life’s messier than your first death.

THIS BOOK IS MAINLY FOCUSED ON HINDU MYTHOLOGY BUT WE WILL ALSO DWELL INTO OTHER MYTHOLOGIES AS WE PROGRESS IT IS A BLEND OF MYTHOLOGIES AND DUNGEONS HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT READ Year: 2035. Ten years ago, the skies cracked. Not with thunder, nor warplanes— but with rifts. These weren’t just visual anomalies. They were gateways—interdimensional portals that Earth’s scientists quickly termed “Dungeons.” Dungeons or portals as the world now called them, appeared across the Earth without warning. Each one was a fracture between dimensions—some leading to mythological realms long forgotten, others to alien landscapes so hostile they devoured entire scouting teams. At first, the world panicked, assuming them to be nuclear tests, alien invasions, or natural disasters. But these dungeons didn’t behave like anything known to physics. Satellite footage showed each portal surrounded by a zone of atmospheric distortion. Inside them? Entire landscapes alien to our Earth—some mythological, others monstrous and unknowable. Some dungeons contained creatures straight out of ancient scripture—Nāgas from Vedic texts, harpies from Greco-Roman mythology, or obscure gods who had long since been forgotten by mankind. Other rifts revealed biomes more suited to nightmares: acidic jungles, ice worlds that bent gravity, or structures pulsing with intelligence. In the first month alone, five major cities fell. Beijing, Lagos, São Paulo, Istanbul, and Philadelphia—gone, overrun by creatures we didn’t understand, coming through dungeons we couldn’t close. Then came the second anomaly. A global surge in human neural activity. Scientists identified it as a quantum shift in consciousness. Spiritual leaders called it divine selection. Journalists labeled it “The Great Filter.” But the name that stuck was: Awakening. Roughly 20% of humanity developed access to an invisible “System”—a personal interface only they could see. It gave them abilities, status screens, and skills that turned ordinary people into weapons. The rest of the world? Still human. Still fragile. Still dying. Roughly 20% of the global population began to exhibit System access—an invisible interface only visible to the user. This System showed stats, combat abilities, class upgrades, and most importantly, potential. It wasn’t random. Those who Awakened were typically 18 or older, and many had undergone moments of extreme stress, trauma, or proximity to a dungeon. Some said the System chose warriors. Others claimed it selected reincarnated souls or bloodlines tied to forgotten mythologies. Now, the world lives in a tense balance. Hunters ranked from F to SSS defend the Earth from dungeon incursions. And deep within this chaos… In some cities, Awakened rule like kings. In others, governments remain intact, barely holding together. Technology also evolved: Mana-reactive alloys replaced steel. Smart-glass visors sync with System interfaces. Dungeon-gathered artifacts are now global trade commodities. And deep in the shadows… Some dungeons don’t close and breaks happen. Some awakeners don’t follow the rules. And some individuals… aren’t just chosen. They’re remembered. And in the midst of this fragile new era— a man named Arvan will learn that the voice in his head… is not madness. It is a memory. A throne. A war. And a name: Rāvaṇa. A storm begins to stir.

เมื่อนานมาแล้วที่ เขาว่ากันว่า ! “ เราทุกคนสามารถใช้สมองได้มากกว่าสิบเปอร์เซ็นต์ได้จริง ๆ หรือไม่ ! “ อิเลฟเวนท์กำลังเป็นคนที่ท้าทายบทพิสูจน์นั้นอยู่ และการเดินทางพิสูจน์ที่แสนจะลึกลับและยังไม่มีใครสามารถพิสูจน์ได้ นอกเหนือ....จากการค้นพบด้วยตัวเธอเอง !!! The Kingdom twins เป็นเพียงเสี้ยวเดียวที่อิเลฟเวนท์อยากให้คนรอบๆ กายได้ตระหนักว่า เพียงคุณเป็นมนุษย์ธรรมแม้ว่าร่างกายข้างนอกที่จะดูสมบูรณ์พร้อม แต่พวกเราทุกคนต่างเกิดมาพร้อมปัญหาที่หลีกเลี่ยงไม่ได้ และการพจญภัยของอิเลฟเวนท์ที่เพิ่งจะเริ่มต้นเป็นรูปเป็นร่าง ในระหว่างที่เธอกำลังเฝ้ารอใครคนหนึ่งอย่างนานแสนนานเพื่อจะปลดพันธะนาการของบ่วงที่ไล่ล่าเธอไปตลอดกาล.......

When my fiancé, Liam Moretti, the most powerful Don in Chicago, canceled our wedding for his mistress, Scarlett, it was for the ninth time. I warned him, stone-faced, that if he canceled the tenth ceremony, I would honor the sworn marriage pact with the Falcone family. He scoffed. "Isabella, you gave me your heart. How could you possibly marry someone else?" "Besides, who would want to marry a sickly wreck like you?" On the day of our tenth attempt, Scarlett sent him a photo of a rival family's pier and made a bet: if he could seize it within an hour, she'd grace our wedding with her presence. Liam's face tightened at the photo. He ripped the family crest pin from his lapel and raced out the door. An hour later, Scarlett's social media feed updated. A photo of them kissing on the captured pier made the rounds among the major families of Chicago. The caption read: "A man who truly cares will move mountains for his woman." I silently removed my wedding gown and dialed a number I hadn't called in years. "Julian, the Falcone family's promise... does it still stand?" I could hear the barely suppressed excitement crackle in his voice. "The offer still stands. For you, Isabella, it's a lifetime offer."

'Nothing in this universe is a coincidence'

At sixteen, Iris Shen first fell quietly, helplessly, and entirely in love with a boy. His name was Adrian Hale—a boy who favored crisp white shirts and carried the scent of sunlight wherever he went. He played the drums with a restless energy that made people turn their heads, and when he smiled, dimples bloomed at the corner of his lips, softening the coolness in his eyes. To Iris, he was brilliance incarnate: warm, dazzling, and impossibly distant. She watched him from across classrooms and after-school corridors, storing every glance, every fleeting moment into the tender corners of her youth. But he never knew. At eighteen, Iris chose to repeat a year of school—a decision that confused her friends but one she made with quiet determination. With relentless effort, she was admitted to the very university Adrian once attended. She thought she had finally taken a small step closer to him. She imagined seeing him at the library, passing him beneath the maple trees on campus, catching glimpses of that familiar silhouette in white. Yet the day she arrived, she learned Adrian had transferred to a university in the United Kingdom six months earlier. Her world paused, the laughter around her blurring like a distant tide. The boy she had chased for two years had left without leaving even a shadow behind. Time moved, as it always does. Through long winters and fleeting springs, Iris studied, grew, stumbled, and stood up again. She became quieter, steadier, accustomed to burying her past affection deep within her heart. Four years later, at twenty-two, on the day of her graduation ceremony, fate unexpectedly brought Adrian back into her life. He was no longer the untouchable boy she had admired from afar, but a young man standing in the crowd with gentler eyes and a calmer presence. Iris gathered all her courage, clutching a letter she had written the night before—a letter containing ten years’ worth of unsent tenderness. Before she could give it to him, she overheard a casual conversation: Adrian had a girlfriend, someone he had been with for many years, through continents and long-distance challenges. Her letter remained in her bag. Her courage dissolved like sugar in warm water. That day, Iris realized love wasn’t always something one could offer, even if it had shaped an entire adolescence. Years passed again. Iris stepped into the working world, navigating responsibilities, heartbreaks, and quiet moments of solitude. Adrian lived his own life somewhere far away, untied from her world and yet never entirely erased from her memory. She thought her story with him had ended long ago—unfinished, unspoken, and better left untouched. But ten years after her first secret spring, during an ordinary winter, their paths crossed again—unexpectedly—because of a blind date arranged by their families. Adrian appeared at the small café before she did, no longer a distant sun, but a man whose gaze softened the moment he saw her walk in. Time had changed them, but something familiar lingered beneath the years. And this time, neither of them turned away.

Kane being around women was something rare, he just never understood what his Father meant by, "They are to always be protected, but never rejected." and even till his last breath, Kane wondered how it would have felt to actually have a girlfriend. Then he is transported to another world The world of Amaris, a land were only ten men are truly ever alive at once, having the unique ability to turn women into weapons of mass destruction. Read as The Eleventh man enters the fray, Kings gathering armies in hopes of finding Kane to ultimately kill off another threat. Will Kane be able to understand the laws of this world before he loses his life a second time, or long enough to lose his virginity? Follow Harem Builder to find out!

Due to a failed rescue operation, Hiro and ten other children ended up in another world. At first, he vowed to protect the ten children as atonement for the organization's failure. However, his goal changed when the children became 'Heroes' in the new world. "So, I'm just an extra? Then I'll chill here." And so, begins the journey of the accidentally summoned hero. All along, Hiro thought that there was nothing to worry about. But is that really the case?

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.