Closed Beta That Only I Played

What do you think ,you will do with the powers to control minds ,I guess God gave me this talents to sleep with all the girls that treated me badly ,oh well since I was gifted with this talent I will use this to satisfy all my urges Welcome to my story on how I become the first man to f**k up the world with my newfound talents . Yes this is a 18+ rated novels Only read if you are a degenerate because you will see alot of stuffs that you won't even know existed Yes there will Threesome, Bdsm anything you can think of Yes mc is a sick f**k ,he is unstable but you can't blame a man that thinks with his d**k. P.S : Everybody on this novel are in college so there are all above 18 years old.

Leon Vint was forced to face the harsh reality that his father was murdered by a cultivator right at a dinner banquet when he was fifteen. He was tortured by his stepmother and thrown into a ravine, far from any urban area. Just then, a mysterious old man saved him from certain death. He trained Leon to become a powerful cultivator, unlocking a talent that appeared only once every 100 years. "Monharvest, I'm back. Ten years of vengeance... I will repay it tenfold."

Introvert!? Me!? The hell am I an introvert? I stay indoors all day because I am afraid of getting my butt kicked. Until I contract my beast, I won’t be walking freely. This is a promise I made to myself. My name is Ryder, and I am black-marked. The planet where I live is dominated by summoners. If you guessed it, then you are right—we contract beasts from the Astral Shadow Plain and summon them at will after successfully forming a contract. A mark appears on the left shoulder of every human after a period of maturity, a mark given by the beast that chooses you. There are five different types of marks—the brown, the orange, the red, the black, and lastly, the white. Of all the markings, I was marked black. I was chosen by a supreme demon monarch of the Astral Shadow Plain—the Dracogon. There was only a 0.5 percent chance for me to survive the contraction process. However, with a slight twist in the original outcome, contracting a creature from the black-marked plain was nothing compared to the catastrophe I caused shortly after—I opened a link between the beasts of the Astral Shadow Plain and the planet of humans, Terra. Everyone on my planet has been endangered because of me. The fact that no one knows when the link will trigger and cause a breach that pours mindless creatures into my world makes it all the more unsettling. Now, with no other choice, I have to find a way to resolve the mistake I made—alone, just like I caused it.

From Erwin Wickison I never asked to be here. One moment I was living my life, and the next I was dragged—along with millions of others—into a place ruled by a system that treats us like pieces on a board. Every Game is built to break something, whether it’s a body, a mind, or the small parts of myself I keep pretending are “good.” I’ve watched people die. I’ve watched people change. And I know I’m changing too. I just hope there’s something human left in me by the end… if there’s even an end. WARNING. This book contains smut, psychological decay, moral collapse, human intimacy twisted into survival, and a variety of horrors that do not wait for your permission before sinking into your mind. It will not hold your hand. It will not apologize. And it will not stop once you open it. If you continue, you’re choosing to step into a sequence of events designed to peel apart the comfortable assumptions you rely on to feel “safe.” Some of you will be fascinated. Some of you will be disturbed. Most of you will not remain the same. I’m not here to reassure you. I’m only here to tell you one thing: Whatever you think this is, whatever you think you know… you don’t. And once you begin, you can’t go back. — Welcome to the Games

"My lovely husband " She called out sarcastically. "If it's consolation you seek, you of all people should know I don't possess that, however, I have a million dollar offer for you once you sign" Was this all it meant to her? After all the years of humiliation, years of thinking they were married. Only to hit him with the divorce papers. Lucas Oliver signed the papers without tremor, to them he was nobody, poor, ordinary and disposable. They never knew the truth: He was one they will soon kneel to.

LEGACY UNCHAINED Born under a storm that silenced Atlanta’s skyline for exactly one minute, Kyle Harrison entered the world marked by a pulse no machine could measure. The Harrisons are a dynasty of prestige and power owners of multimillion dollar wellness corporations, admired for their philanthropy, and feared for something deeper: a secret inheritance passed through blood. To the public, they’re visionaries. Behind closed doors, they are the last living keepers of The Current an ancient force older than science, stronger than reason. But Kyle doesn’t want that life. Brilliant, disciplined, and kindhearted, he dreams of becoming a doctor, a man who saves lives with knowledge, not inherited magic. His parents, however, are bound by duty to the family’s covenant. They demand that he embrace his destiny as the next Conductor of The Current a role that would tether him forever to powers he doesn’t understand and to a legacy he fears will destroy him. When he refuses, the family turns on him. His education is cut off, his name blacklisted, and the empire built by generations becomes his greatest enemy. Stripped of privilege and protection, Kyle must navigate betrayal, ambition, and haunting discoveries about what The Current truly is and why it chose him. As he fights to reclaim his future, Kyle learns that denying his legacy won’t free him from it. The power in his blood has its own will and if he can’t master it, it will consume not only him but the entire city his family once ruled. Legacy Unchained is a gripping modern saga of power, faith, and rebellion a journey from destiny to self-definition, where family magic collides with ambition, and the price of freedom is written in blood.

Two weapons clanged. A sturdy long stick with a large mace on top was swayed aside by a strong female warrior. With her short reddish hair and a menacing yell, she trusted her chain mace towards a tall girl with a long pointy tail and protruding fangs. She barely dodged her attack, throwing her body to the ground of the arena. The audience behind the flimsy fence roared and cheered in a frenzy. They were packed tight around the rocky walls, thirsting for blood. The fallen girl heaved, holding her weapon tight. Standing up, she narrated, "Someone once joked 'Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company'. Only fools can believe this to be true." Her opponent cackled with a smirk, ready for another attack. "Do you want to know what it's like down here? Well, let me tell you.” The woman in question entered this world as a very old and very ill woman. Surrounded by her loved ones, she closed her eyes and entered a hell-like dimension. It resembled a large city floating on a lake of lava, called Helltown. With very little resources, she had to find a way to survive. Luckily, there was hope. The woman used a spell to become a beautiful young woman with super strength. Disguised, she fought demons, escaped the slums, ended up in a brothel and then as a gladiator in an arena. With many enemies and shifty allies, she finally managed to catch a break and get to the top floors, where the intrigues truly start. Along the way, we learn more about her life on Earth and the possible reasons for her being there. Can she stay sane among such evil? What is Helltown, and does it affect the life on Earth? A lot, actually.

“I’m major Kaelen, I live in this forest before you, this is my kingdom, and I will take you all down one after the other. Look closely at the ground beneath your boots, soldiers. That soil is already hungry. You arrived here thinking you were an army. You are just meat walking into a larder. You do not command this space; the shadows command you, and I am the hand that guides them. I will not fight your formations. I will bleed you drop by drop. Your patrols will disappear without a whisper. Your sentries will wake up finding the razor edge of my knife where their breath used to be. Go ahead, try to advance. You will find that retreat is impossible, surrender is irrelevant, and the only mercy you will receive is the speed of my strike. You will die lost, you will die afraid, and you will die remembering the sound of my name echoing through the impenetrable darkness. This is not a war you are fighting. This is an execution you insisted upon.”

Hi, I’m Mark and while I’m not the strongest and neither do I have any unique ability, most of my opportunities being either wasted or given away one way or another, I’m the one that survived the most. Now that I think about it, this life is pretty miserable. I got my ups and downs, but because I rushed at the beginning, I ruined my entire future and the only thing keeping me alive is my ability to adapt and survive. That’s it. No magical abilities. No genius talent. The most unique ability I had was an ability the “survivor” title gave me called “The survivor”. And now I'm about to be killed aaaaand I'm dead. ... . . Die, they said, you will receive eternal rest they said, but where is the eternal rest?! “Hello and welcome to the Regression and Reincarnation agency. Due to your peculiar achievements, you have been fo- ahem, given the chance to go back in time, as well as three wishes.” –––––––––––––––––– Follow Mark on his journey to change his ending, see his rises and falls and journey with him together in this story through your imagination. ______________________ This is my first book and my native language isn't English, so expect grammar mistakes and so on. Enjoy my book and if you don't like it, just stop reading. It is far more energy efficient that writing a bad review. _________________

Living an unfulfilling life and dying a tragic death, Alph Quint is transmigrated into a world filled with magic and wonder. However unlike what he had always believed, transmigration turned out to be a free ticket to tragedy as one peril after another fell on him, sometimes making him loose the very will to go on. Will Alph crumble and break from the pressure of being a main character or will he rise from the ashes like a phoenix and create a tale so epic that it shakes the heart of those who read it? [Author's Note] Hello, I would like to thank all those who clicked my novel, thank you, and I hope that you will enjoy the ride as Alph Quint and I myself evolve through the course of the story to hopefully carve out a masterpiece. I'm not a native English speaker and my writing skills might not be top class, but I promise that both my writings skills and the story itself will only get better as we progress.