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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?

" Wait, let me get this straight, you want to catch a criminal, by using another criminal?" *** " I don't understand." " What happens in Havana, doesn't have to stay in Havana." *** He picked up the files on his table and went through them again. NAME: Damien Myers. AGE: 26. OCCUPATION: Top government agent. EYE COLOUR: Grey. HAIR COLOUR: Blonde. STRENGTHS: Patience and Calmness, Intelligence, Loyalty, Speed, Accuracy, Endurance and Good looks. SKILLS: Over 20 different forms of martial arts, Weapon master. WEAKNESS(ES): Family. He smiled and picked his pen and added one more thing to Agent Myers' weakness. WEAKNESS(ES): Family, Kimia Reynolds. NAME: Kimia Reynolds AGE: 23 OCCUPATION: Convict EYE COLOUR: Mismatched eyes. Blue-grey (left eye) and bright green (right eye) HAIR COLOUR: Black and grey òmbre hair. STRENGTHS: Intelligence, Speed, Loyalty, Craftiness, Sense of humour and Gorgeous face and body SKILLS: Hacker, MMA black belt, Illusionist, Thief and Psychologist. WEAKNESS(ES): None. " It's going to be one hell of a mission with these two." He said then smiled. ***

Killian, a skilled fighter, joins the notorious criminal organization "Pab Era" led by the ruthless Lord Pablo. Killian quickly rises through the ranks, becoming Pablo's right-hand man. However, his life takes a complicated turn when he falls in love with a woman who discovers his true identity and persuades him to leave the organization. Enjoy your reading

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.

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?"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"