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[Warning: Mature Content R18+] “By the gods, you’re not what I expected.” The words cut clean through my mind, link, sudden, and unmistakable, and I froze. The man standing before me was more than wreckage washed ashore. Caelan was the outcast, born a Witch-Fae, and they termed him the wild one. Born of both courts and claimed by neither, he was a creature of untamed magic and impossible legend. And now, he stood before me at the edge of the Pearl Castle, salt water curling around his ankles, cloak clinging to his frame like shadows and silk. “Up close, you’re even more handsome, Morkai,” he said aloud, voice rough but laced with a mocking edge, and he grinned like someone who’d just won a very long game. My pulse kicked hard beneath my ribs, and I realized that I’d known him before this moment. Not his face, not his form, but his voice and his presence. That voice had pierced my thoughts through the link days ago, waking something I thought long dead. “You’re Caelen,” I said quietly, reverently. He winked and stepped closer, unconcerned by the power thrumming between us. “Didn’t think you’d recognize me so fast, your Majesty.” “Your voice is imprinted in my mind,” I replied, the truth spilling out before I could stop it. Caelen tilted his head slightly, the wet strands of his dark hair catching in the breeze. His green eyes, bright and impossibly deep, caught mine and held them. “Then I suppose meeting you here was inevitable,” he said, softer now. I stepped forward. I heard the way his breath hitched, and I knew then he was as affected by me as I was by him. “You are truly a sight to behold. Is this magic or witchery?” I murmured, and a flicker passed through his expression, like he’d been waiting for those words. “Oh,” he said, voice dipping low as he moved closer, close enough for our magic to stir the air between us, and he raised his chin, stared up into my eyes, and spoke with quiet fire, “What about you, your Majesty?” He paused. “You’re not just handsome, you're the kind of beautiful that unsettles every part of my body, since the first time I set my eyes on you." My breath caught, and for the first time in a century, the sea went silent around me. *************************************************************************************** Beneath the waves, destiny awakens. On the shore, something ancient stirs. Morkai Vaelan, the Abyssal Sovereign, was once a prince, now a legend, drowned in time. Bound to the sea by a forgotten curse, he reigns in solitude from his spectral Pearl Castle, feared by sailors and forsaken by the gods. His heart, like the ocean, hides storms no one dares to weather. Caelen Thorne is a Witch-Fae with no home to call his own. Too wild for witches and too human for Fae, he is haunted by a prophecy that marks him as both a harbinger and a key. His magic is dangerous. His past is a mystery. And his future? Drenched in blood and saltwater. When a rupture in the ocean's heart threatens to destroy both land and sea, Morkai and Caelen are bound by a force older than time and drawn into a love that defies every law of gods and men. But as desire deepens and secrets surface, they must face the greatest danger of all: each other. Dark, romantic, and sweeping as the tide, The Drowned Prince and the Outcast is a tale of ancient magic, forbidden love, and the storm that comes when two broken souls refuse to let go.

Drowned gods are scheming. From the depths, ancient beings of destruction and creation begin to stir. Evil gods roam the land, spreading an immortal plague that corrupts everything it touches. Mortal lives teeter on the edge when divine powers. Forgotten, feared, and newly born—collide in the open world. In the midst of this growing turmoil. Three teens—Marisol, Jaime, and Jimena—are chosen to embark on the sacred Trials, a dangerous path toward priesthood in this returning era of gods. As newly appointed priests, they are tasked with guiding their people through a world reshaped by divine conflict. They must forge alliances and rivalries, navigating unknown tribes and their unpredictable gods—never certain whether they face friend or foe. Together, these three youths must learn not only to survive, but to lead, as the fate of their villages rests in their hands. Based on Aztec/Mexican culture. Some Spanish/Náhuatl/Wixárika is used. 

In the world of Lumen, a land of diverse luminants and warring factions beset by monstrous threats, a daring trio sets out to uncover its secrets. Kounéli Atsáli, Velvet Isabella, and Leonardo Zeshi are explorers driven by curiosity and a shared desire to unite the fragmented world. As they journey through perilous territories and confront ancient evils, their bond is tested, revealing hidden truths about themselves and the light and darkness that shape Lumen's fate.

The water rose. So did the stakes. For forty-three days Anja’s life was a litany—measure the tide, count the rations, flash a mirror into the grey hoping someone answers. When a sealed blue barrel appears, it brings medicine and a map to the Lifeline Cooperative. It also unwraps a truth far worse than hunger: the red tide is not a sickness of the ocean but an instrument—deployed with intent from a rusted refinery. Now Anja is pulled from survival’s quiet grind into a high-risk, two-front operation. Sabotage could destroy the refinery’s food and save thousands—but the cost might be the seed bank that secures a future. The Cooperative’s leaders debate whether to strike or to flee with the intel; meanwhile, raiders circle, a traitor walks among them, and the lifelines that once meant salvation become tinder for war. This is a novel of quick, dangerous choices: a daring raid through metal catacombs, a moral calculus that asks what you sacrifice to keep people alive, and the fierce, small acts of humanity that refuse to drown even when the horizon has gone.

When a failed archivist inherits a reality-editing ledger from a dead “saint,” he’s drafted into a secret European inquisition where every ritual oath grants power—and carves a little more of his soul for the gods wearing human myths like masks.

When the shoreline stops being safe, survival turns into strategy. After brutal conflict and hunger-driven violence, Qin Yuan leads his team into the forest to build elevated shelters and defend what little they have. Fire keeps wolves away—for now. But predators are multiplying, supplies are vanishing, and rumors of cargo trapped in a sunken cruise ship ignite a new war for resources. As alliances crack and desperation grows, trust becomes as scarce as food. In this island, every deal has a price—and one wrong choice can get everyone killed.

The ocean has turned against the world. Ships vanish. Shores bleed. Even the smallest fish hunt like they’re being controlled. No one knows why. Until a half-blood princess survives what should have killed her—and realizes something beneath the waves is watching. Waiting. As war rises and secrets begin to surface, a forgotten power stirs in the deep… one that could save the world—or drown it completely. Because the throne of the ocean does not forgive. And its true heir was never meant to return.

The world everyone once knew had sunken. Most civilizations were lost to the wrath of the gods. The few who lived fight for their life in a world where monsters from the depths of the ocean constantly threaten them. Even in the face of danger like that, humanity still fights with each other, be it for gold or land. Some fall to the changes while others rise to the top as the world sets new rules. In this drowned world, good people still remain. Navia belongs to the Order of Tomorrow, an order that fights for the people so they can see another day, another sunrise. After saving thousands of lives, her own life had been taken, but the war against the gods wouldn’t stop there. Becoming entangled in a divine scheme, Navia had been given another chance. A second chance doesn’t come without a cost. Becoming a pawn in a much greater scene, Navia fights for her life and proves to the goddess her value. People and monsters aren’t her only enemy, as her mind is getting worse, she tends to lose her humanity and memories. Will she save humanity and her family or lose herself along the way, becoming a real mindless pawn in the hands of the goddess?

When the seas rose and swallowed the continents, humanity clung to survival upon floating villages scattered across endless waters. Titans of the deep evolved, treasures of nature surfaced, and a new law of strength was born: the awakening of power at thirteen. Into this world awakens Ren Arclight, a soul reincarnated into the body of an orphan boy. Alone and powerless, he discovers a mysterious system one week after his rebirth a system tied to the essence of sea creatures, displaying his hidden potential, statistics, and guiding him toward evolution. To grow stronger, he must hunt the very beasts that embody the ocean’s fury. Yet in a world where laughter is fleeting and survival is brutal, Ren walks the edge between mystery and destiny, determined to rise through tides of blood and shadow.

[Large-scale Male Competition and Asura Field, Multiple Male Leads] [Ditzy Beauty x Gloomy Male Ghost/Black-Bellied Older Man/Pure Love Loyal Dog/Unhinged Arch-Nemesis/Clingy Younger Puppy] Zoe Rhodes dies unexpectedly in a car accident. Before her death, she awakens her consciousness and discovers that the world she lives in is a tragic, angsty BE novel. Several villains imprison the female lead, causing the male and female leads to break up and get back together for many years, and in the end, they even drive the male lead to his death. The good news is, she's just an insignificant cannon fodder. The bad news is, her brother is that wronged male lead! Zoe Rhodes's vision goes black. When she wakes up, she has transmigrated ten years into the future. To protect her brother, she starts desperately trying to make her presence known among the villains, hoping they can turn over a new leaf. Through Zoe Rhodes's unremitting efforts, her brother is safe! The female lead is safe! She is also sa... wait, that's not right?!! Can someone please tell her why, after waking up from a nap, she finds herself lying in the villains' basement?! Zoe Rhodes: I don't know either. They started shouting something about a "white moonlight" and a "cinnabar mole" and then lined up to kiss me. [This is probably a story about a ditzy beauty who tries to tame the villains, only to discover that she is their long-dead "white moonlight", and all the villains are lining up, fighting to be her dog.]