Butterfly Demon Slayer

In a world where power and ranks decide fate, Henry is nothing. An F1 scraping by in the slums of Neo-Veridia, his life is a cycle of struggle and survival. But everything changes in an instant. A catastrophic accident. A moment of darkness. And then—he awakens. A System unlike any other. No fixed path. No limits. Infinite potential. Now, the city's elite watch him with fear. Ruthless factions move in the shadows. Something ancient stirs beneath the surface. And Henry? He’s done playing by their rules. The hierarchy was unbreakable—until now. Power has been rewritten. And Henry is just getting started. Will Henry rise out of the ordinary and actually break the hierarchy from the system? Will he make space for something new?

They burned his name. Betrayed his trust. Left him for dead. But death…didn’t take him. Aiden Vermillion, once mocked as the weakest man in the kingdom, rises from the ashes of betrayal wielding a power ancient enough to terrify the gods. Branded a nobody. Forgotten by history. Hunted by darkness. He returns cloaked in a new name, a new face...And a vengeance that could crack the heavens. With a system bound to his bloodline, an empire to reclaim, and a prophecy written in demon blood, Aiden is no longer just fighting for justice. He’s coming to tear kingdoms apart. To expose traitors. To shatter thrones. Three wives. One sword. Infinite rage. The Lord of Destruction wants the world to burn. But Aiden? He plans to burn Vatou first.

When Miguel’s life ends under the wheels of a car, his tragedy doesn’t stop with death. He learns his mother is gone, his girlfriend has betrayed him, and his career is in ruins, all orchestrated by an unseen hand. Given a second chance in a world of magic and swords, Miguel awakens as Axel… only to discover his summoner is no great hero or noble mage, but a cursed blade, the vessel of an evil goddess despised by the entire realm. Bound together by fate and magic, Axel must choose: destroy her and join the side of “good,” or wield her power and uncover the conspiracy that stole not one, but two lives from him. Every swing of the blade cuts deeper into the truth and the truth might be deadlier than the goddess herself.

Daisy, a gifted young writer on the verge of turning 18, should be celebrating her birthday and preparing for the book contest that could change her life. Instead, she’s haunted by nightmares of a faceless man with a dagger and the terrifying feeling that her future holds more shadows than light. When Daisy and her friends arrive at Shadows Empire for a vacation getaway, excitement quickly turns to dread. Strange visions plague Daisy, the house reveals a dark past, and a mysterious book "Enshrouded Secret" demands that each of them confess their hidden sins. Refuse, and the price is death. As shocking truths spill out betrayals, forbidden affairs, dark pasts, the bonds of friendship begin to shatter. But Daisy soon realizes she is more deeply tied to the horror than anyone else. The nightmares, the book, the blood, they’re all connected to her. Now, with her friends dropping one by one, Daisy must face the chilling question: is she fighting the darkness in the house, or is the darkness inside her?

🩸 ULTIMATE NECROMANCER SYNOPSIS Kaelen was supposed to die. Crushed beneath the weight of a collapsing raid boss and his own piss-poor judgment, he welcomed oblivion like an old drinking buddy with a grudge. Instead, he woke up naked, undead, and holding a glowing black tome that whispered sweet apocalypses into his ear like a horny banshee with no sense of personal space. Now the world is his buffet, and death is just the starter. Armed with a god-tier necromancer class, Kaelen doesn’t build an army—he cultivates a fucking family of unhinged monsters. From Nyssara, his banshee lieutenant who flirts through evisceration, to Mourn, the disgruntled bone-construct with attachment issues, his undead legion is a trauma-bonded mess of love, war, and co-dependence. The gods have rules. Kaelen writes fanfiction about breaking them. Welcome to a world where magic is a drug, love is weaponized, and the word "cunt" is a comma.

Eidolon City was just another sprawling metropolis—until the shadows began to move. Azrael thought he was an ordinary man, haunted only by restless dreams. But when a demon tears open the night and nearly kills him, something ancient inside awakens. Black wings ignite with fire. Forgotten memories surge back. He is no man at all, but a fallen Seraph cast down from the Otherworld. Now, caught between the ruthless demons of the Underworld and the goddess who rules the Otherworld with silken chains, Azrael must uncover the truth of his exile—and why the war has spilled into Earth. Allies are scarce, enemies are everywhere, and the city itself trembles as battle lines are drawn. The embers of a forgotten war are sparking back to life. And Azrael stands at the center—Forsaken, burning, and unwilling to fall again.