Don Nadie

In 2030, a giant wormhole appeared above the Pacific Ocean. Scientists believed that it was a portal leading to another world besides earth. The United Nations decided to send a drone to investigate this phenomenon, but one hour after the drone entered, disaster struck. The wormhole suddenly became twice as large followed by a yellow gas pouring out. Two brothers, Lee Young-soo and Lee Min-su watched from a Television store, as their mother died while reporting the incident for South Korea's International News Station. ******** With the camera on her, she raised the mic to her lips and started speaking. “Young-soo, if you're watching this with Min-su, I want you to cover his eyes. Don’t let him see this.” Young-soo who was by his brother’s side raised his left hand and covered his eyes. “No!” Min-su protested and tried to remove his brother’s hand, but it stayed firm over his eyes. Young-soo was watching his mother on the television screen with slightly red eyes, as he bit his bottom lip so hard a few droplets of blood fell to the ground. “I want the both of you to know that I love you with all my heart and that I’m sorry I won’t be able to see the two of you go off to college and get married someday.” Tears started to fall from her eyes as she spoke her next words. “Young-soo, I want you to protect Min-su when I’m gone, and... Crash!!” With a violent jerk, the yellow gas engulfed the helicopter causing the cameraman to drop the camera, cutting off the transmission.

"Ah, Ethan." Marcus drawled, his voice dripping with condescension. "The prodigal son, crawling back for scraps." Ethan's face burned with shock and anger. "You're...you're behind this?" Ethan stuttered. Marcus chuckled, strolling closer. "I wanted to see if you'd learned your lesson. Are you still groveling in poverty, or have you managed to scrape together a semblance of dignity?" "You're like a dog, Ethan," Marcus sneered. "A dog that runs back to its master, tail wagging, hoping for a pitiful bone. You think you deserve better? You think you're worthy of our family's name?" "I don't need your approval or your family's name," Ethan declared, meeting Marcus's gaze. "I'll make my own way." What happens when an illegitimate son is disowned by his family on his wedding day, his wife abandons him and their three months old daughter after a year of marriage, and an accident which claimed his life occurs on the day he finds out a job interview he rushed for was a sham orchestrated by his own stepbrother.. But that's only where things gets interesting. «Ding! Greetings Host, I am Eminence, your companion towards fortune..» «Ding! For every living being you save, you get a $10,000 reward!» «Ding! For every successful roasting, you get a $10,000 reward!» «Ding! the system has seen your determination, and therefore you have been granted the skill: Unbreakable Will.» Ethan smirks.. "It has begun!" FROM ASHES TO EMINENCE

“I buried you,” the traitor whispered. “Then dig deeper,” Kaelen replied, voice like sand on steel, “because I’m not done rising.” Zaria stood behind him, the wind pulling strands of her hair like fire-dancers in the dusk. “Let them come,” she said. “We burn hotter together.” The masked woman landed beside them, blades humming with heat. “You still don’t get it,” Kaelen muttered, watching the desert pulse like a living thing. “Get what?” “This isn’t a fight for gold.” “Then what is it?” Kaelen smirked, cracked lips bloodied. “It’s the reckoning.” Kaelen was left for dead in the scorching sands of Sutekh; stripped of his name, his wife, and the child he never met. But the desert doesn’t forget. It carves vengeance into bone. Now, Kaelen rises from the ruins of betrayal as something more than a man: marked by ancient fire, hunted by his half-brother, and haunted by what he can’t remember. As he claws his way back through a kingdom built on secrets, one thing drives him: Zaria. His wife. Missing, maybe dead; or worse, weaponized by those who want to claim a legacy soaked in blood. But Zaria is no victim. Imprisoned and pregnant, she holds the key to an empire long thought dead. And when her twin sister emerges from the shadows to seize that power for herself, love becomes war — and the price of legacy is life itself. In a world where loyalty is a lie and prophecy demands sacrifice, Kaelen must decide: will he reclaim what was stolen; or burn it all to the ground? OF FLAME, SAND, AND GOLD is an epic fantasy of fire-forged vengeance, unbroken love, and the rebirth of a forgotten kingdom.

Vincent Gate, a man trapped in a life of poverty and hardship, struggles to awaken his comatose mother. Despite his relentless efforts, he is met with disappointment as his attempts prove futile. Tragically, not long after, Vincent succumbs to his own fate. Expecting to face the consequences of his life's choices, Vincent instead finds himself in a peculiar line of souls, each assigned an identification number, his being [77777]. Though deemed ready to move on, Vincent encounters complications that prevent him from progressing. Consequently, he is granted a chance at reincarnation, but with a unique twist. To his astonishment, Vincent awakens in a new world, a different dimension fraught with peril. Yet, he possesses an extraordinary ability and a mysterious system to aid him. With the power to manipulate all that exists as if it were his personal sandbox, Vincent faces the challenge of survival amidst this unfamiliar realm. As reality bends at his word. Vincent embarks on an action-packed adventure, encountering multiple heroines along the way. As he navigates this treacherous landscape, he also discovers the slow emergence of romance, both inevitable and heartwarming. "Devour" "Rewrite" "Die" Join the now Vincent Cadmean in this thrilling portal fantasy, where a strong and ever-growing protagonist grapples with the divine, reincarnation, a captivating system, and powerful heroines. Author - God_Is_With_Me This book is also on Webnovel and Inkitt, But I plan to release better edited, rewritten chapters and have a better release schedule here. PS: I kindly ask you to stick with me. While I consider myself an average author, I promise the story improves as it progresses. I don't plan to release a Discord link as I confess to being quite lazy. Thank you for taking the time to read my novel. I hope you enjoy it!

Kenan wanted to escape his past. Kate wanted a future she could control. On their wedding day, both are ripped away. Exposed by betrayal before their vows are sealed, their marriage fractures in front of everyone they know. Before accusations can be answered, before forgiveness or fury can settle—explosions tear through the church, and the world ends. They awaken in a cursed forest world called Horta. The trees have faces. The ground bleeds corruption. And a cold, impartial System informs them of a simple truth: They are the last heroes. Every other world has failed. Every other chosen has died. Their faces now grow in the bark of the forest that devoured them. Kenan and Kate are given a single clearing and a dying pylon. A fragile foothold in a world already lost. Cultivate it. Defend it. Expand it. Or humanity disappears with them. Waves of monsters crash against their shrinking sanctuary. Each victory buys them meters of safety. Each failure tightens the forest’s grip. What begins as a blood-soaked clearing must become a refuge. What becomes a refuge must grow into something capable of sustaining the last survivors of Earth. But survival demands more than strength. Kenan hides a violent truth from the life he tried to abandon. Kate refuses to trust the man who betrayed her. They must fight side by side while their marriage rots between them. Base by base. Wave by wave. Meter by meter. They will carve light out of corruption. They will turn wilderness into a stronghold. They will cultivate a dead world into humanity’s final hope. If they don’t destroy each other first. A dark system-apocalypse story blending base building, relentless base defense, psychological survival, and a fractured romance forced to endure the end of everything.

He saw the end of mankind and suffered a miserable death. But when he opened his eyes, he was back thirty years before his death. Since he had a possible second chance, he decided to become the strongest and survive that miserable end. To become the ultimate wizard. ‘This time I will start with the very beginning.’ He wanted to start before the end of the earth, which was bound to happen in five years. The VR game The Endless. The passage to the planet Yuriel before the end of the earth. If he could become the strongest while he was an immortal player, he would have a chance to escape that tragedy. To people who didn’t know the truth, it was just a game. To people who knew the truth, it was their future. To Jason, who knew the future, it was his ticket to survival. … ‘Let me use thirty years of my experience. Ah… I never played The Endless in my previous life. Great!’ ‘I know all about planet Yuriel. But, in five more years….’ ‘I have no time to join a Guild. I can’t babysit anyone.’ … “Join our guild if you want the money to buy a VR cabin. ” … ‘I have to focus all my time on getting stronger.’ “There is no food in the village.” .. “Hey, where are you going? You brought a child here and trying to leave? She is your child now, so take care of her.” “Eh… I will come back soon.” ‘Damn it. Didn’t I say, ‘I don’t want to be a babysitter’?’ … “That child is cursed.” “Did you say she is cursed? Say that again, I will kill you.” … ‘Right. Why did I start playing this game, again?’

"Harmony..." he fondly addressed "You disobeyed your master. Don't you think you deserve a punishment?" He asked, his breath gently fanned her lips Holding onto her waist, he turned her such that she was completely facing him. He moved closer to her lips in an attempt to kiss her but then moved an inch backward He repeated this action twice and could clearly see her misty eyes. Harmony knew he was in a way punishing her and surprisingly, she yearned for his kiss Seeing his lips moving closer to hers, she instinctively moved forward but instead of kissing her on the lips, he kissed her jaw His lips rubbing along he skin. And then his lips met hers, he licked her lips...savouring her patiently. With soft and gentle movement, he slid his tongue into her sweet mouth .... Harmony is a girl with a forgotten past. Unknowingly, she was a catalyst. Someone meant to cause nothing but destruction. She was driven by her mother and was found by a maid who worked in a mansion where girls were being recruited to other places Lord Darian was a Domineering Lord and a fearsome tyrant. His presence alone was an enigma, he scared people without even trying to lift a finger. His cruelty held no bounds. The most powerful Lord in whole of Zludac. He saw her in his dream She was his salvation...or so he thought He thought he was someone who didn't need to be saved until he saw her Two lost souls crossed, their fates locked Will she still be his beautiful maiden knowing she was not only his redemption but also his end?

He did not care if the prayer stole precious seconds from the timer. Between speaking to God and the damnation the system promised at zero, there was no question which came first. “Dear Lord,” he murmured, “Ye who see all hearts and weigh all sins… hear me now as I stand at the threshold of damnation. What I am about to do is cruel and unforgiving. A stain no river may wash from my hands. Yet, if this evil must be borne so that greater horrors may perish, let that burden fall upon me. “I know the gates of Hell stand open before my feet, and should this act be the step that leads me through them… so be it. Let history curse my name—if by my damnation, others are spared. “But Lord…” he continued quietly, “when the trumpets sound in the final days, when the dead rise and judgment cometh upon all souls, I ask only this of You: do not forget that I once wept for what I became. Do not forget that I hated the necessity of my hands. Don't forget that though I walked willingly into darkness, I did so that others may remain in the light. And if mercy exists even for the damned… then let me be counted among those shown pity. “For the sins I commit in Your name, for the evil I embrace in pursuit of a righteous end, and for the soul I surrender this night… I beg Your forgiveness.” He lifted his gaze and fixed Vir Ossium a death stare. “... Amen.” —————————————— Kael was just an ordinary guy—until the night he died. But instead of staying dead, he is thrown into a brutal death game. The rule is simple: Be the last Kamen Rider standing... by any means necessary.

In a world that is defined by power, Lance stands out as the only enigma-nap, with no visible aim and a razor-sharp tongue. This lazy, sharp-tongued orphan, however, hides under the indifferent face a very sharp mind and single terrifying thought: 'Can I become a god?' He transforms that rather weird obsession into an obstinate path for becoming the controller of the very texture of society. Thus, in walking such cunning schemes, he really very well plans the things in a manner that all those who will be caught in the web don't know how they got entrapped. Ranging from the shadowy syndicates to ancient bloodlines vying for supremacy, everyone is just another piece on his board. Evelyn, heiress to a legacy now crumbling, has her own fights. Mysteriously, both parents vanished in relation to a top-secret research project. The thing preventing total destruction of the family's an ancient curse: utter ruin to any that lay a hand upon this bloodline-the protection has already started to fade. In a fateful meet with Lance, Evelyn would acquire an artifact capable of giving unimaginable superhuman powers. But one condition binds their uneasy alliance: equivalent exchange. Such were destined to forge alliances as well as betray and cut secret deals, and in such noise, Lance discovers the buried legacy of his own blod, a legacy that perhaps holds the key to his grand ambition towards godhood. Bloodlines are unveiled, as underground superhuman races come to light, and as secret organizations revealed their own conspiracy towards ascendencion. Lance sacrifices pawns in a larger game that only he can see in every moves. Even gods bleed. Will Lance maneuvers his enemies to rise to the throne of immortality or will his cold calculations be trumped by love, betrayal, and the unraveling secrets of his past?.

Harry Solomon thought his wedding day would finally prove his worth to his family. Instead, he stood alone at the altar while his bride rushed to his brother's hospital bedside. "Where the hell are you?" Mona's voice cut through the phone like ice. "Frank is in the hospital and you're nowhere to be found!" "I'm at the church! It's our wedding day, Mona!" Harry's voice cracked with desperation. "It's just a wedding—delaying it doesn't matter, but Frank's condition can't wait!" For twenty-four years, Harry had been the forgotten son—the one who disappeared as a child, the one who returned to find his place taken by his "perfect" brother Frank. Every achievement stolen, every relationship destroyed, every moment of happiness crushed under the weight of a family that never wanted him back. But when Frank's "dying wish" becomes marrying Harry's fiancée, and the family demands Harry sacrifice his very heart to save his brother, Harry discovers the ultimate betrayal: it's all been a lie. "You want my heart?" Harry's voice turned cold. "Don't you realize that would kill me too?" "Frank needs that heart more than you do," his father replied without hesitation. Bleeding out in a warehouse, abandoned by everyone he'd tried to love, Harry makes a desperate wish on a shooting star. When he wakes up six years in the past, he has one chance to rewrite his story—and this time, he's done being the family sacrifice. Sometimes the only way to save yourself is to lose everything.