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They killed him once. The next time, they might regret it. Marco's second life begins with blood on his hands, a stranger's face, and two demonesses who are already debating whether to murder him again. In a world where humans are prey, demons are nightmares given flesh, and power is the only law that matters, survival should be impossible. But Marco has a few advantages. He thinks differently. He adapts quickly. And he has discovered that even the most dangerous demon can be caught off guard by a human who refuses to behave like prey. His alliance with the twins is only the beginning. As his power grows, so does his circle of dangerous companions, unlikely allies, and enemies who would rather see him dead than discover what he truly is. Every victory draws him closer to the truth. Every new bond raises the stakes. And every answer opens the door to a more terrifying question. In a world built to destroy him, Marco intends to rewrite the rules. The only problem? Something in the darkness remembers the man who died before him. And it knows Marco isn't supposed to be alive.

Her long black hair had completely turned into silver. Her nails had grown into claws. Her brown eyes had turned into blood red and green smoke was coming out of her body. At that moment, she looked like an ancient demon! "What am I?" Tiffany tilted her hair and walked towards Miya. "Stay back! Don't come closer!" Miya screamed and fell to the ground. What the hell was this new girl in their school?! *** Hell was loosed on the day the forbidden tree in the mountain of Sabalem got set on fire by a totally ignorant man. The wicked ancient demon trapped in the tree rushed out, slightly injured, and went in search of an innocent soul to hide in, to recover. ~~ She was the child. The child that was trapped with a demon. The child the ancient demon entered. Only one person was her freedom. He could tame the demon, yet could make it get unleashed.

"Mother," I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy. I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear. She was singing a low-toned lullaby. "Mother, is it you?" I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here." "Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me. I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach. "Where are you, mother?" "Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, " "Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight. Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily. As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded. He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her. "Huf". In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone," "Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him. "Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him. "Hello, dear."

Ba Bel was the leader of the Dark Sect, titled the Demon Emperor, who possessed an ancient book called the Nine Transformations of the Demon Book, a relic left by a previous Demon Emperor. Because news spread that Ba Bel possessed the unrivaled Nine Transformations of the Demon Book, Ba Bel was besieged by eight other Emperors. The purpose of the siege was to seize the Nine Transformations of the Demon Book. In the midst of the ongoing battle, Ba Bel was betrayed by a disciple whom he had saved and raised since childhood. Ba Bel was stabbed directly in the back by the disciple he had raised as his own son. Even in his final moments before death, he never imagined his beloved disciple would betray him for nothing more than the Nine Transformations of the Demon Book. Ba Bel died filled with regret and rage in his mind, until a miracle occurred; he returned to his childhood, to the moment he met a master from the White Sect. Can Ba Bel change his destiny now that he has a second chance at life? Can Ba Bel once again become the Demon Emperor in his second life?

In the current world, all that Hakim wished to achieve was survival, for everything had changed one day, and monsters began to roam the Earth, causing havoc left and right. Setting out on his own, he was unaware of what he would face in the outside world. It all happened before he could react, and from an abandoned neighborhood, he had stumbled across something that wasn't from Earth to begin with. Whether it was an alien or something else, he had no idea, but from that encounter, something about him changed. He could no longer come out during the day time. He could no longer eat normal food. And now, all he had was the desire to consume human flesh to survive. [Quest Received] [You have three days left till you die!] [Consume human flesh to replenish your body!] The Demon must do whatever it takes to survive in the new world.

The first time demons existed on planet earth, they were seen as saviours and were the most calmest supernaturals till he was born and he changed everything. His name was Dantalion! A wicked, heartless and selfish beast whose ambition has been to destroy the world and have domain over everything. He wants superiority over everything that was created in planet earth but would that ever possible ? Meet our female lead, Rihanna Armageddon! The daughter of the first and greatest demon that ever existed in the world ( Lord Armageddon) she was her father's most treasured jewel and she took every unique qualities from her father. She was talented and very skillful. Everything changed when a war broke out in the 20th century led by Dantalion the son of Elkannah ( Lord Armageddon's best friend). Every supernatural in the demon's clan was wiped out including Rihanna but the latter was brought back to life and her memory got wiped out by Dantalion. She became human as all her powers were drained.she was sent back to earth for a particular period of time . When she was cunningly brought back to where she belonged by Dantalion, everything looks strange to her and the happenings around her were odd and freaking scary. She is left in her own world of confusion and has an heavy task to accomplish which is stopping Lord Dantalion from achieving his aims by using her as a tool negatively. Will she be able to fight this alone ? What would be her fate in the demon's hand ? The answer to these questions lies in the novel as you follow up. Don't forget to drop reviews ❤

Han Tianyi has lived one hundred lives. In his final reincarnation, he is born as the genius heir of the Han Clan—only to discover at ten years old that he cannot cultivate. While the clan abandons him for his heaven-blessed younger brother, Tianyi refuses to accept fate. If his body is useless, then he will simply take a better one. Through forbidden methods and ruthless schemes, he seizes the body favored by heaven itself. But heaven is not silent. His stolen body begins rejecting him… his supposedly dead brother returns… and an even darker truth surfaces: History has been altered. The Dao God realm was never reached by one human— but five. And Han Tianyi intends to become the sixth, no matter the cost.

She is Nine. Blade IX of the Nine Abysses. Three hundred years ago Hell erased her name, burned its sigils into her arms, and installed a recitation under her ribs that counts her target's sins until the day she ends him. Her target: Xiao Jin, crown prince of Dalang. Wolf-blooded. Disrespectful. Weighed and found owing. The Moon's blessing makes a wolf prince untouchable to enemy blades. Only his bride can take him: the one who shares his bed and speaks the condemnation in the bridal rite. So Hell sends brides. Two burned before her. Seven was collared and sang for three days. Now Nine walks into the Looking Room wearing a drowned girl's face, meaning to be chosen. He chooses her. Then he laughs at her, a real laugh, the first true thing anyone has given her in three hundred years, and the recitation under her ribs goes silent mid-word. Now she is his chosen bride, one locked door from his bed, with a priest who already knows what she is, a kingdom that believes he murders brides, a Hell that does not forgive failure, and a mission she can no longer remember how to speak. Every chapter ends with something snapping. The only question that matters: which of them breaks first, and into what.

In the canal city of Veythra, memory is currency and glass is its vault. Citizens pay skilled artisans to seal away their sharpest regrets, brightest joys, and most dangerous truths so that life can continue unburdened. Lira Voss is one of the finest of these glasswrights—quiet, precise, and privately unwilling to surrender any of her own past. When a veiled client commissions her to trap “what remains of the night I stopped dreaming,” Lira produces a sphere that refuses to stay inert. Something ancient and aware moves inside the glass, leaving living scars that heal themselves and a pulse that matches her own. Ordered to deliver the sphere to an unfinished tower and never look back, Lira disobeys. That single glance sets loose a cascade: sealed memories across the city begin to leak, the great Archive towers darken one by one, and the boundary between remembered and forgotten starts to dissolve. Lira discovers the sphere contains the final fragment of the First Forgetting—an entity older than the city that once allowed mortals to release pain and move forward. A secret order seeks to either free it completely (condemning everyone to remember every moment forever) or bind it so tightly that even necessary memory will be erased. As reality frays and her own locked drawer of private shards begins to sing in answer, Lira must decide whether to finish the work she started, destroy the fragment, or claim it. The choice will determine whether Veythra continues as a city of deliberate amnesia or collapses under the weight of everything it has tried to forget.

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.