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Turning emotions into stories and stories into addiction. 😈 Stay… you’ll need the next chapter. 💯

2026-03-20 เข้าร่วมแล้วGhana
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Reincarnated Necromancer:Evolving My Undead Legion To God-Tier Empires

Jason Ramirez died a failure. One second of hesitation on the operating table cost his little brother his life. hen the truck hit. Instead of the end, his soul rips across realities and slams into an 18-year-old body on the cracked central plaza of Ashbourne exactly as the System Apocalypse begins. The sky tears open. Monsters pour through Fracture Rifts. The System dings: Necromancer class. Hidden talent: Voidweaver Nexus. Every basic Voidling Jason summons weaves Fracture Threads from kills and evolves on the spot with blades, fire, sentience, whatever the battle demands. While the world burns, Jason builds a legion that scales from shadows to god-tier empires. But power has teeth. Every Soul Echo he absorbs drags up memories of his dead brother. Every lieutenant that gains a name and a voice forces him to ask if he’s still human or just the next monster the System created. Rival guilds hunt him for the “Anomaly” bounty. Fracture Rifts spawn world bosses that rewrite local rules. Old allies turn when his methods get too cold. Jason’s legion grows stronger with every fight, but so do the questions: is he saving what’s left of humanity or dooming it? From the blood-soaked streets of Ashbourne to the continent-spanning Gravehold empire, Jason claws his way to the System’s hidden truth. The final choice will either shatter the Fracture forever or let him rule it as the new god of the dead.

Alpha_Writer · แฟนตาซี
14 Chs

Betrayed By My Mate, Claimed By The Lycan King

Emilie Edvardsen stood in the center of the bonding circle expecting forever. Instead Olav Bakken, the alpha heir she had loved since childhood, rejected her in front of the entire Stormhaven pack the moment her wolf emerged silver with black-veined shadows. She was of Void blood. Forbidden. Dangerous. Her own father watched as they branded her shoulder and dragged her away to be auctioned at dawn like common livestock. Hakon Lie, the scarred Lycan King of the Shadowrealm, bought her for three hundred gold. Not for her body. For her blood. The same power that can shatter any mate bond in the realm is the only thing that can stop the curse rotting his pack from the inside. He drags her back to his mountain fortress where warriors want her dead and the council wants her executed. Emilie has other plans. She learns to weaponize the Void under the cold guidance of the shaman. She survives knives in the dark and raids from her old pack. She fights beside the king she once hated, trading barbs that turn into something raw and electric by the seventh night. But the curse runs deeper than anyone knew, and every bond she breaks brings her closer to the throne she never wanted and the family she will fight the world to protect. Five children will rise from their union. An empire will be forged in blood and shadow. And the man who threw her away will learn exactly what happens when the rejected become the ones who rule. This is not a love story. This is war, power, and the slow, vicious climb from branded prisoner to queen who breaks kings.

Alpha_Writer · แฟนตาซี
13 Chs

SSS Awakening: Infinite Class Sovereign

Two centuries after the Great Schism tore the sky apart and spilled monsters onto Earth, the Apex System gave humanity one rule: turn eighteen, step into the Grand Awakening Plaza, and walk out with a class or die trying. One class. One path. Fail and you’re Voidmarked trash, exiled straight into the Outer Veil where Fate Tokens are your only extra lives. Logan Cox grew up fixing junk in Terminus’s lower wards, scraping by on his old man’s scavenger stories. He believed the System rewarded grind. On his eighteenth birthday the crystal orb stays black in front of the live cameras. The announcer calls him Voidmarked. His girlfriend: Brenda Watson grabs the arm of guild heir Jordan Rogers who just awakened the flashy Tempest Emperor class and tells Logan she’s done wasting years on a loser. The crowd laughs. Officials stamp his exile papers on the spot. But the Apex System hid two SSS-rank gifts no record has ever shown. 1. Class Dominion lets Logan seize, master, and swap any full class and every skill tied to it the instant he defeats its user or a matching monster; no cooldown, no slot limit. 2. Fate Devourer multiplies his Fate Tokens with every kill, turning survival into an exponential blood engine. Thrown alone into the First Floor of the Outer Veil, Logan starts as the ultimate underdog. He stacks classes, fuses skills on the fly, and turns every ambush, floor-rule shift, and rival guild raid into his personal leveling ground. Public shame becomes private fuel. Brenda’s betrayal echoes every time their paths cross. Jordan’s crew hunts him. New allies like Keith Sanchez and Natalie Diaz bring their own agendas and sharp mouths. The deeper Logan climbs, the more the Veil’s shifting rules and ancient Apex secrets force him to ask the real question: why did the System pick a Voidmarked nobody to break every rule?..... Read my book and find out ;) #This is fast paced apocalypse, system Litrpg style book. Lots of action and turn of events!! If you like it add to library, review, comment and support it with power stones!!

Alpha_Writer · ไซไฟ
19 Chs

Fractured Parasite

Randy Moore dies with a bone shard punched clean through his heart in the blood-soaked halls of Bonecradle Spire. Then the Crucible fractures reality and yanks him back to the beginning. Trapped in an endless predatory dimension built from a dead god’s corpse, Randy discovers his curse: every death plants Fracture Parasites inside him. These living shards of his past deaths grind under his skin like rusted gears, granting terrible power at the cost of his humanity. He absorbs Echoes from the dying fragments of their skills, memories, and final thoughts but each one carries Weight: Absorb too many of the same kind and his own memories rot away, replaced by the voices of the dead. The Crucible rots faster with every loop. Safe zones shrink. Monsters grow smarter. A small percentage of victims develop Shadow Memory, sensing the predator Randy is becoming even if they don’t understand why. Tiffany Gomez is the only thing that still pulls him back from the edge. One look at her cuts through the growing fog and reminds him who he used to be. Their connection is raw, slow-burn, and painful. She sees the monster forming and refuses to look away. Randy stops trying to escape. He starts hunting the Crucible itself. Factions rise against him: the Hollowed Syndicate in Mirrorveil, addicts who farm loop energy and want the cycle to never end, and the Ossuary Cult in Ashcathedral, fanatics who worship painful death as purification and hunt Randy to “help” him ascend. As translucent patches spread across his body and parasites click louder with every heartbeat, Randy claws deeper into Heartforge, Neural Abyss, and Crownspire. The dead god is waking, drawn to the Fracture growing inside him. In the end, Randy will have to sacrifice the last pieces of his humanity to kill the god and become the new Warden. The cycle won’t break. It will simply answer to a different monster.

Alpha_Writer · แฟนตาซี
6 Chs

NO CLASS, NO MERCY: HE WHO PRECEDED THE SYSTEM

Before the System existed, there was Varek. Ten thousand years ago, he was the Ashen God — the being who stood between the living world and total obliteration. No army at his back. No divine favor. Just will, and power so vast it cracked the sky when he finally spent the last of it to seal the darkness away. Nobody remembered. Nobody built a shrine. The world moved on. He simply... stopped. Then he woke up. Sixteen years old. A body like a twig. Inside a world he recognizes — not because he built it, but because he read it. In his previous life, a forgettable modern man named Han Jisu read every chapter of Astraborne: Legacy of the Chosen on his phone before a hospital ceiling became the last thing he ever saw. He knows this world's secrets. Its hidden dungeons. Its buried relics. The lies the System tells the people who trust it. And he knows how the story ends. Doan Solace — the golden boy, the System's chosen, the hero every faction is betting on — saves the world, ascends to godhood, and then tears the seal open with his own hands. Drunk on power. Convinced he's above consequence. Varek sealed that darkness once already. He isn't doing it again. He starts at Level 1. No class. No skills the System will acknowledge. His stats look like a farmer's son who's never held a weapon. But the System keeps generating one error message it cannot explain: [!! ANOMALY DETECTED — Soul Origin: TIER ??? — Data Corrupted] [Skill generated: DRAIN ECHO — Source: UNKNOWN] [Classification: IMPOSSIBLE] Because while was built to measure power — It was never designed to measure something that existed before it did.

Alpha_Writer · แฟนตาซี
25 Chs

SSS-RANK ASSASSIN: REBORN FROM HELL

Bando Takeshi was the North Saki clan's deadliest weapon. Eighteen years of perfect contracts. Zero failures. A reputation that made grown men lower their voices when they said his name. He had one rule above all others: finish the job, come home to his family. Then one night, the Tsushiguta clan — hired by the very man Takeshi had served loyally for a decade — came for his home. They killed his daughter. They killed his son. They killed his wife. And they beat Takeshi until his body gave out and left him for dead beside their corpses. But he didn't die. Not yet. He buried his family with broken hands. He trained until his body became something beyond human. He hunted the Tsushiguta clan camp by camp, kill by kill — leaving one man alive each time to point him toward the next. And when he finally found Tsutsumi Yasuo — the man who had signed his family's death warrant like a business transaction — he tore through hundreds of assassins to reach him. He didn't make it. Overwhelmed, beaten to nothing, he spent seven days being tortured before they slit his throat. Most men would have stayed dead. Takeshi walked through hell instead. In the dark realm of Meikoku, where the dead dissolve slowly into nothing, he fought his way to the Throne of Ash and struck a bargain with Tunechi — the god of death himself. Resurrection. Power. A second chance at the life that was stolen from him. The price? A fragment of Tunechi's death essence fused into his soul — and an obligation to compete in the Meichi Rite, a cosmic tournament held in Kakuriyo, the realm between the living and the dead, where the winner earns one Divine Concession. One wish that even gods must honor. Tunechi wants his wish. Takeshi wants his family's souls freed. Only one wish gets granted. Bando Takeshi claws out of his own grave with death in his chest and revenge still burning in his throat. He is not the man he was. He is colder. Darker. Harder. Every kill feeds the power inside him. Every step forward costs him something human. But Tsutsumi Yasuo is still alive. And Takeshi didn't make a deal with the god of hell just to forgive.

Alpha_Writer · แฟนตาซี
12 Chs

Addicted To Chris

WARNING! MATURE CONTENT! R18+ Slow-burn Romantasy. Detailed Smut. Strictly for Adults Only! Irene has never had anyone. No family. No safety net. No one to call when things fall apart, maybe only her best friend June. Just a café job she hates, bills she can barely keep up with and a life she's been holding together alone for as long as she can remember. She wasn't looking for anyone. Then he walked in. Tall. Quiet. The kind of presence that didn't ask for attention but took it anyway. He ordered black coffee, left a twenty pound tip and said her name like it already meant something. She told herself he was just a customer. She almost believed it. Chris was everything she didn't know she needed. Patient. Consistent. The first person who ever made her feel like she didn't have to carry everything alone. And before she knew it Irene wasn't just falling for him-- she was addicted. To his voice. His presence. The way he showed up every single time without being asked. For the first time in her life she let someone in. That was her first mistake. Because the thing about addiction is that it doesn't warn you before it destroys you. Chris had a life she knew nothing about. A world beyond Belfast cafés and late night phone calls and candlelit dinners. A world with temptations she never saw coming. And when the truth finally surfaces Irene is left with nothing but the ruins of the first real thing she ever allowed herself to have. She walks away. Because she has to. Because staying would break what little is left of her. But walking away from Chris is not the same as being free of him. His memory lives in everything. Every song. Every late night. Every cup of coffee she can't drink without thinking of how it all started. She tries to move on. She tries to be okay. And she almost convinces herself that she is. Then he comes back. Changed. Broken. Fighting for her in ways he never did when he had her. Saying everything she needed to hear a year too late. And Irene is faced with the question she's been running from since the day she walked away- Can you forgive someone who shattered the first trust you ever gave away? Or is some damage too deep to come back from? Addicted to Chris is a story about love and betrayal. About the walls we build and the people brave enough to climb them. About learning the difference between someone who wants you and someone who truly chooses you. And about what happens when the one person you tried hardest to forget- refuses to let you go. Will curiosity or caution win? And just how dangerous can obsession get?

Alpha_Writer · ชีวิตในเมือง
13 Chs