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Shadows of collapsing stars, forgotten worlds, and an ancient war that eternally persists. A struggle spanning so long it strains most memory of it , stretching across galaxies and dimensions. Civilizations rise and crumble beneath the weight of these two warring species, as forces beyond comprehension lurk in the backgrounds waiting for pure silence to take hold.

You are more than welcome to join our Discord server! https://discord.gg/SCgAj3r ---- Connor, a teenager in the 21st century who enjoys spending time playing military and strategy games. He is now looking forward to a VRMMO game called "Warzone" that mirrors Earth where the players start as an ordinary soldier in one of two factions, Federation or The Empire, then rise through the ranks and manage their own armies. Connor, who was looking forward to playing Warzone, put on his VR helmet. Although unbeknownst to him, where he was sent to was not... Warzone. ----- This story is written on RoyalRoad as well.

Arnold, a geologist, tried to save a child from drowning in an ancient lake, but he himself was dragged into its depths. On the verge of death, an ancient magic formation lit up and helped him transmigrate. In this new world, he finds himself as a "trash" F-rank heir and an "Enhancer" who doesn't even know what to do with his life. Everything changes when he awakens a System... and a legendary class: Elementalist. How is he going to change his fate using his newly gained powers? Will he choose to be a hero to humanity in a world where dungeons, monsters, and hidden dangers lurk everywhere? *** "Victor! Stop... mhmmm, stop! Ris is just in the next room..." " He's with his grandparents..." "He won't mind if I prepare a little sibling for him with his papa..." Arnold looked dumbfounded at Victor. "Shameless!" Victor grinned and started biting his boyfriend's neck teasingly, then moved to his ears. Arnold moaned. He could feel Victor's racing heart beating in perfect sync with his own. They looked into each other's eyes, and with a fire igniting between them, they began to savor one another. Their lips completely entangled, they forgot about the countless dungeon raids and the endless battles they had fought, delving entirely into their own world. *** Victor held little Ris in his arms, looking worriedly at Arnold. Although known as the Sword Saint, Victor was completely helpless at this moment. Arnold had lost control, pushed to the brink by the monsters who dared to try and destroy his family. Standing high in the sky, Arnold’s eyes were cold. Space and time warped around him. His eyes glowed golden, and in an instant, a terrifying space-time power swept over the area. The monsters died without ever knowing what hit them. Their bodies turned into dust and disappeared in the void... This is the journey of our two superdads, saving Ris and becoming a true family. If you enjoy stories containing magic, swordsmanship, dungeons, and family, then this is the read for you! Warning: R-18 novel with explicit adult chapters. For mature audiences only.

13 year old Annie must fight the lies of her neighbor in order to get her dog back.

The weather turned even colder after the heavy rain this evening. I looked out the window taking in the view over the town. I am definitely going to miss Maydawn Town. I will miss the peaceful environment, my private tutors, and of course my extravagant room. It is all for the best, finally taking a step forward from my boring routine life into an interesting one [I hope]. To top it all, I am finally going to meet my Mum after all these years. Although, I am nervous and uncertain I can barely contain my excitement. #Mystery?Surprise?Suspense? Thrill?# It is all packed in this novel. Get your popcorn ready for this fun ride. PS: Dear Readers, I would love to know your opinion after each chapter [there is always room for improvement this way].

The protagonist through a mysterious time warp, lands in 1422 A.D. India. With a sturdy gaming system as his backup and an arsenal of firearms; aiding him to confront all threats that looms around. Leveling up and getting strong is his ultimate motto, to survive in the upcoming journey against unknown adversaries... (Keynotes of the story) *Historical facts / fiction *Portuguese occupation era in India *Social evils *How our hero fights back social evils *Romance / drama / erotic romance *Overpowered hero / antihero *Guns vs swords kind of scenarios *Kingdom building / harem *Supernatural elements / magic *Romancing supernatural elements *Gourmet elements *18+ / gun buff / changing history *System support / time travel Author Note - Support the story with power stones & reviews, if you like this story.

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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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.