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Beneath Manhattan’s glittering skyline lies the Silver District — an urban quarantine zone where the city hides its failures. Inside its shadows roam the Lycaon, humans mutated by illegal genetic conditioning. Governments insist they’re extinct. They are very wrong. Caleb Mercer — former security officer turned fugitive — survives on the fringes after escaping a classified experiment known as Program Howl. Every night, he battles a violent transformation ripping his humanity apart. Every day, federal strike teams hunt him as an “uncontrolled biological threat.” When an explosion tears through the Silver District, exposing the existence of a second generation of engineered shapeshifters, Caleb becomes the only one capable of tracking the outbreak’s source. He doesn’t want to be a hero. He just wants revenge — and answers. The truth? Something worse than werewolves is evolving in the city’s bones.

In the heart of New Verona City — a decaying metropolis built on drugs, debt, and deceit — Luca Marino, a streetwise orphan with a sharp mind and a sharper temper, dreams of escaping the slums. But when his brother is murdered by the powerful Valente crime family, Luca’s life spirals into the dark underbelly of organized crime. To survive, he enters the same world that killed his brother, starting at the bottom as a debt collector in a gang-ridden neighborhood. Ruthless yet calculating, Luca quickly learns that loyalty is an illusion and mercy is weakness. Guided by Don Emilio Valente, a charismatic but aging mafia lord, Luca becomes both a protégé and a potential threat. As he rises through the ranks — from street hustler to enforcer to mastermind — Luca forges uneasy alliances, manipulates rival families, and builds a syndicate that answers to no one. But every throne made of concrete is drenched in blood. When love, betrayal, and ambition collide, Luca must decide: is he building an empire… or digging his own grave? “Concrete Thrones” is a gritty tale of survival, deception, and the hunger for dominance — a modern mafia epic where every move could mean power, or death.

Death is just the beginning for David. Beautiful women are his only goal, and getting pulled into the Harem Multiverse challenge might be the best thing that ever happened to him... or the worst. His second chance at life won't be any easier with a system that hates him. But he's a lucky bastard. What can possibly go wrong? Join me on Discord for character art and chats: https://discord.gg/EfgNv8ru2z

How do you feel about life? Is it the purpose? Is it because everything must have a purpose? Explore the deep character of a creature, in search of the meaning of life. Commander Tatiana and her team explore the deepest parts of the Andromeda Galaxy. "From that moment, my existence became purposeless. I had no reason to exist. I started wandering around, going from one-star system to another without any objective. There were no directives in my command-level database so shutting myself down was impossible. I also could not simply jump into a star which would cause self-destruction because my self-preservation directive was still in place. So, my main objective became to observe the remaining organic species from a distance. Most organic species used to avoid me. I always threw a ping at the passing ships but as Yolin once said, it would be very “Organic” to be “afraid” of a 10km long sentient starship that has weapons which can destroy a planet. I however didn’t know the concept of fear. I had a directive not to harm organics, so I had to follow them. Fear is not in my database." Maybe you can find the deeper meaning of those words. What starts with a simple exploration journey, becomes something more.

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.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

I thought all the good fortune had finally come to me. The people I thought were my saviors turned out to be imposters. My life was miserable and full of ugliness until a servant came to me and told me who I really was. Covenglory, a surname that could frighten others, and I used that name to make them feel what I felt before.

In his previous life, he was the youngest genius to nearly reach the pinnacle of the cultivation world. However, a tragedy befell him. His meridians were mercilessly stolen by his own lover. A burning thirst for vengeance consumed his heart, but he was left unable to cultivate. That was, until an event in his new life changed everything. "What is a God? What is a demon? Everyone acts solely for their own self-interest... And I shall cultivate the deviant path, if only to protect those I hold dear..." This was the vow Yao Chen swore when he saw the Shi Clan—his final sanctuary—on the verge of being slaughtered.

The Tribrid! Jace Robert, A prophesied young Teenager of The Ancient Pregan gods, Born Of Light and Darkness. King of the supernaturals and protector of the dimension. The Anihilators The Eradicators The Wendigos The Rampaging brutal hunters set on a journey to capture, Torment and Sacrifice the prophesied Tribrid in other to wreck havoc on the supernaturals. After the death of the First Tribrid... The Pregan god of Thunder Created a Being of Light and Darkness with the powers of the old gods( Olympians) The Child of War The Child of Doom The Ruler of the supernaturals The Master of the Golden wolf and the Demons Kingdoms. The Lord of all He is The Tribrid

They call me Julian Mercer and I keep my head down because I learned the hard way that a name can be a target. I answered an ad for a rental and signed a paper I promised myself I’d never sign: a marriage contract. The job was simple — be the son-in-law for thirty days, take the money, be gone. The family needs a “son” to secure a heritage grant and I need the cash to buy a clean slate. What I didn’t plan for was the way Lila Ardmore looked at me like she already knew what I was hiding. Another thing I didn’t plan for was the ledger in an old piano and the way a neighbor called my mother’s name, and the knot in my gut that felt like an alarm the night someone tried to burn the past into ash. I came to act. I stayed to fix what I broke, and the longer I stayed the more I realized the man I was taught to be will not survive who I have to become. If you want my story, read it from where the dark starts.