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While training in a Secret Realm, Ning Xuan was accidentally sucked into a spatial rift. Under the protection of the Spirit Plant Ghost-faced Red Vine, her soul body escaped the spatial rift and arrived in a strange world, possessing the body of a young girl who had been murdered and had no spiritual power. In the process of obtaining the original owner's identity information, Ning Xuan was detected to have an awakened spiritual power. According to Federation law, all Spirit Controllers with awakened spiritual power must have their genetic information collected for compatibility matching. Because her compatibility was too high, Ning Xuan subsequently received 5 mandatory Contract messages. However, her Contractors, disliking her for her low Spiritual Power Level, all chose to hide their own information.

After witnessing all his loved ones die one by one in the hands of his enemies, Zen took an oath upon himself that he would take revenge. However, in a fit of ironic fate, he himself died fighting that battle. All his regrets, pain, suffering, and hatred... were meant to perish along with him. Yet, Zen was surprised to see that instead of disappearing forever, he woke up again 34 years in the past, in his 16-year-old self. With all the knowledge he has, being one of the strongest Hunters in the world, Zen was given a second chance at life, to fix all his mistakes and to pay those who hurt him tenfold! This is the journey of a boy from nothing to the highest peak of power. 'Even if the world itself burns down to ashes... I will end you all!'

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A century ago monsters know as Sin manifested on Earth wreaking havoc throughout the human civilization. Slowly, like a stain that grew over time, the Sins began to take over the human continents. Humans threatened with extinction, evolved to gain supernatural powers, but the Sins were overwhelmingly strong and only seemed to get stronger over time. They badly needed a hero to save them all from imminent extinction. This was when Sicarius Venia, a man who had been revived through thousands of worlds is reborn on Earth. But this time not as a savior, his mission was the complete opposite; the extinction of every lifeform in the planet. Watch as Sicarius enters Earth in its time of need. Growing strong in the guidance of those that he will eventually massacre. Will he obey his God and destroy the world to achieve his goals, or will fate stray him away from his plans? DISCLAIMER: I do not own the image used as the cover of my story.

Synopsis I died. Again. Not in some dramatic battle or noble sacrifice—but by slipping in the bathroom of a dingy apartment back on Earth. Tragic, I know. But hey, at least the universe gave me a second chance. Now I’ve reincarnated into the body of a spoiled young master from one of the richest clans in the cultivation world. He was arrogant, lazy, and hated by everyone—including his own servants. Luckily, he died. Even luckier, I took over. With his absurd wealth, a powerful cultivation base (that he barely used), and a body sculpted like a playboy’s dream, I’ve got everything I need. Oh—and did I mention he was a dual cultivator with a “Heaven-Grade Yin Physique” that makes women... curious? But I’m not here to play the fool. I’m rewriting the script—starting with payback on everyone who ever looked down on me. And maybe “cultivating” a few beautiful companions along the way. Power, women, enemies, and a mouth that always gets me in trouble… This is going to be fun.

John is a 27 year old office worker that live an ordinary life until he was summoned to another world along with the chosen heroes . after being identified as a peasant , he was banished from the castle with some gold as a compensation and became laughingstock of the King. Forced to live as a commoner , john decided to embark an adventure to find the mysteries of this world while climbing the ranks of most powerful entity of this world with his commoner skills, hoping comeback on his world and protect the innocent people.

Every dream has a ladder. Every step comes with a fall. In the city of Hollowbrook, Eli Vance lives a quiet life — small apartment, part-time job, big dream. His world revolves around Eternal Nexus, a massive online strategy game that has become both his escape and his calling. When the new season begins, Eli makes a promise to himself: this is the year he climbs. No more excuses, no more giving up after losses. He will rise through the ranks — no matter what it costs. But the climb is more than just a game. Behind every screen name lies a story, a rival, or a regret. And when Eli’s former teammate — the volatile prodigy Rook — suddenly reappears in his matches, old tensions flare, reigniting a friendship that once burned too bright. As Eli fights to prove himself, the line between the digital world and his real life begins to blur. He’ll need to balance exhaustion, loneliness, and the quiet weight of chasing a dream that might never pay off. The Climb is a slow-burn, character-driven journey through obsession, friendship, and ambition — a story for anyone who has ever stayed up too late chasing something that felt impossible.

"Uncle, it hurts, hmppp, akhhh," Selva moaned as Mark sniffed her long neck, leaving small bites there. “Shhh, keep your voice down, honey, or your mom will come and see us,” Mark whispered while kissing his niece’s earlobe.

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—"