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Hey guys. Check out this novel: SSS Ranked Awakening: I Can Rewind Time! A mix of themes from top tier novels such as: LOTM, Shadow Slave and Advent of the three calamities. Upon the Malivoire Descent. A world along with countless of other worlds, were all given a chance to tap into their latent potentials and become not only Malivoire Combatants but also World Evolvers. Now tasked with the task of protecting the world of Earth from each Malivoire Trial that would ever descend upon their world. Success will result in the evolution of their world, and successfully leaving the bottom of the food chain while constantly trying to survive. Whereby failure will result in not only the destruction of Earth, but the unleashing of a mysterious entity upon the entire universe. Now embarked with the latent talents he successfully awakened. Zeras, a young kid who had always had a bleak outlook of life, with his brother serving as his only beacon of happiness and perhaps humanity, would do anything to make sure that the World Evolvers of Earth overcome each Malivoire Descent headed their way. Even if it meant he had to manipulate and be in control of everyone around him...

After three years of marriage, Evelyn finally got pregnant. She thought it would be the happiest day of her life until her own husband’s hands pushed into hell her. Evelyn went to the company to inform Alain about her pregnancy, only to be met with the sight of him having sex with his secretary. Alain had betrayed her. “Let’s get a divorce,” he said, the three years of affection crushed like worthless paper. He showed no shame as he continued his affair right in front of her, under the guise of nakedness. “Fine,” Evelyn agreed. She looked proud and aloof. She swallowed the news of her pregnancy, holding it tight in her throat without uttering a word. But as she turned away, she burst into tears. She returned home, prepared the divorce papers, signed them, packed her belongings, and left. But on the way, Evelyn fainted because of her foetal derangement. A kind man took her to the hospital and left her with a beautiful wish. Other than that, she knew nothing about him. Five years later, Evelyn had a successful career and a peaceful life with her young son - Dennis. But one day, her son brought a strange man home, none other than Alain! Evelyn was stunned. Her ex-husband had returned, shamelessly begging her for forgiveness, wanting to regain her and Dennis. He wanted her to come back to him. But Evelyn didn’t agree. Despite Alain’s coercion, she refused. And at that moment, “he” suddenly appeared, unexpectedly and silently as he did five years ago. He pulled her up from the depths and slapped her ex-husband directly in the face with one sentence: “You’re not worthy of her.” ... Umee: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.

Ravaged and desolate, the Old World perished beneath the polluted sky. Radiation and infestation plagued the Earth all while a mere fraction of the human population remained. Of that rapidly diminishing population, a man approaching his thirties found himself entangled with Earth's current "War Lords" -- a pathetic bunch of insecure men who dominate what remains of the blue planet. Thrown into one of the prisons, Cain is ruthlessly prodded and experimented on. Subjected to radiation, gene altercation, and given various poisons and toxins alongside a slew of potential antidotes to match -- Cain became the War Lord’s guinea pig. Only after satisfying their voracious greed for revenge did the War Lord’s finally grant Cain some semblance of mercy. Strapped to a metal chair with a thick steel collar hung around his throat, Cain prepared himself for death. While his body slowly melted underneath the heat of one of the War Lord’s new experimental serums, an unfamiliar women’s voice called out to Cain. Summoned by a random girl in another world, she calls Cain a demon. “Demon?” Cain questions. But then it hits him — he’s been reborn and summoned. It’s a two-for-one special! *** Follow along Cain's rebirth and his unfortunate summoning into another world filled with trials, tribulations, and tragedy all composed by yours truly, thelostboy. Side note: I've tried this writing thing before and it's a lot more taxing than I was expecting. Rather than continue my old story that I fell out of love with, I figured it would be all-around more enjoyable for myself and my readers to create something I'm newly passionate about than return to shallow waters. Also also, once I get into a writing rhythm again I plan on creating a Patreon for early access chapters, I've decided not to Contract this novel for the more respectable, mature approach -- begging. May we pray I write something good.

Dimensional Knights—legendary heroes who uphold order across the infinite realms. Wielding powers beyond comprehension, their purpose is singular and unwavering: to preserve the balance between worlds and defend against the ever-looming threats that seek to plunge them into chaos. Zane, a boy from Earth—one of the weakest and most forgotten realms—had his world forever changed the day he first witnessed the awe-inspiring power of the Dimensional Knights. In that moment, a dream was born. He wanted to become one of them. A hero. A symbol of strength and salvation. But fate had other plans. One tragic event shattered his world and dragged him into a downward spiral from which there was no escape. As the years passed, the dream that once filled him with hope twisted into something far more desperate. Becoming a Dimensional Knight was no longer about admiration or ideals—it became his only path forward. His only way to fight back. His only way to reach those who caused him immense pain and blood. Now, Zane's journey is not about heroism. It's about vengeance, survival, and rewriting the destiny forced upon him by those who wished for his death. Unbeknowst to him, this very path he was taking would change the order of the world forever. ** New story :p, probably my best work so far, the most polished and well-written one at least, I have worked on the idea for a long time, and I hope you give it a try, it might be your cup of tea. (PS: No, it's not a revenge story, though it has elements of revenge woven into it. It will be more focused on the path Zane will take, the adventure aspect, and the world around him.)

She smiled as the world burned. He watched, bound by duty and the weight of justice. Selene Blackwell, 24, the youngest inmate to be thrown into Redboiler Prison — a maximum-security prison where only the worst of monsters are kept. They called her a psychopath. But Chief Caelum Rothwell sees something else. Beneath her cunning grin and mocking eyes, he finds a story buried in blood and fire — and something far more dangerous: a reason. Trained in rules, discipline, and the cold hands of military law, Caelum never thought he’d bend. Not for anyone. Not even her. But when a spark blooms between the sinner and the one sworn to lock her away, boundaries blur. Truths unravel. And love begins to rot the bars they built between them. One smile can rewrite a sentence. One lie can trigger a war. In a prison where secrets fester and the law is absolute, how far will you go to save the woman the world has already condemned?

This is a book made up of three short stories that are unrelated to each other. Can read standalone. [One Sentence]- Aria woke up one day to realize that a serial killer is in town. Oh no, not just a serial killer, but the killer seemed to target only her family members and friends. Not knowing what could be happening, she found herself fighting to stay alive. But what is her mistake? Why chase after her? She came to understand that a simple sentence she made casually brought her, her dooms day. How can she be a survival when the killer has come to kill and destroy? [Karma]- A woman received an innocent hello on Facebook but she decided to ruin the man’s family instead of chatting with him. At the end, Karma came into the picture. [Pride]- Sarah and Sean are a loving married couple, one could say they are perfect but they have only one problem, they both have pride. When the other does something, both will pick offense and non will apologize or seek for peace but neither of them know that one day that same pride will not only destroy their marriage but will leave one of them seriously heartbroken with regrets and a lot of had I known’s. A short story with moral lesson A must read Publisher：i&i Publisher

Leon had been a ruthless and powerful gangster on Earth. As the saying goes, he who lives by the sword dies by the sword. One quiet afternoon, while he was drinking tea, a single bullet pierced his heart. And just like that, the man everyone feared died with a faint smile on his face, as if he had always known this day would come. But what Leon never imagined was that death would not be the end for him. He woke up inside the body of a young boy. His new mother was nothing more than a servant in the Skywalker family, and his father was the youngest son of the family head. In name, the body Leon inherited belonged to a young lord. But because his mother was a servant, he was never favored. In fact, he was treated worse than a slave within the family. His own father killed his mother right in front of his eyes. And the boy was forced to hand over his bloodline heart just to ensure the safety of his little sister. No one expected what came next. Even though Leon became a cripple after that incident, when he crossed into this world, he brought something with him. From the primitive Earth, a place that did not even have complete heavenly laws, he carried a system like a cheat code into this magical world that did have such laws. And so the hacker with the strongest bug entered the world of Celestia. #transmigration, #cheat, #system, #romance, #overpowered, #cultivation, #revenge

Aria woke up one day to realize that a serial killer is in town. Oh no, not just a serial killer, but the killer seemed to target only her family members and friends. Not knowing what could be happening, she found herself fighting to stay alive. But what is her mistake? Why chase after her? She came to understand that a simple sentence she made casually brought her, her dooms day. How can she be a survival when the killer has come to kill and destroy? Publisher：i&i Publisher

As a child used as a plaything for their torture games and many other things.... what happens when a disfigured boy receives a skill to manipulate his flesh in the world of the rising dead and wishes to kill off humans..... a Massacre of many happens. let us follow the boy that is both human and monster as he tears through to find his place.... in this damned world

Hello readers this is my first ever story I hope you enjoy it, do tell for corrections and more enhancments. "Alice darling where are you, look what I got for you it's your favorite cake" Skylar shouted I don't know where to go but the only thing I want right now is to run away from her before she catches up with me. I am running in this big forest partially naked I know deep inside that there is no escape from her but still I can't seem to get myself to believe it. "Got you princess" Skylar said, my body fell to the ground and even before I knew it I was asleep. Warning : this story contains some dark themes like kidnapping, torture, and manipulation read with your own discretion