Reincarnated As A Wolf With Cheats

Luke awakens in the body of the heroine’s ex-husband—a doomed extra fated to die in exactly one year. In the original story, he was used by ruthless corporations and ancient bloodline families before being discarded like trash. But after a mysterious second awakening grants him an ice power intertwined with Time and Space, Luke refuses to follow the fate written for him. He plans to survive, grow stronger, and rewrite the story from the shadows. Yet the plot is already changing. Ancient powers are awakening, hidden forces are stirring, and the world is rushing toward destruction. The only person who knows how his story ends is the man who was never supposed to survive it.

Thiago Mendes just wanted a quiet college life, but a divine curse from Hermes turned his ears into magnets for every lie in the city. The catch? Every lie he hears manifests as a physical chaos he must solve. When a mysterious girl claims they've never met, the universe decides to make it his biggest headache yet.

Jovan Mahesa was a failed 2024 inventor until his toaster exploded and sent him back to 2014. Now he is back in high school, armed with future knowledge that is 40% accurate and 100% awkward. He has one goal: win over Camille Reyes, the girl who got away. But in this alternate timeline, his memes are weird, his stocks are failing, and he might not be the only time traveler in town. A hilarious slow-burn romance about fixing the past while breaking the present.

On our wedding day, she didn't say "I do." She toasted my health, slid a poisoned needle into my goblet, and watched me choke on my own blood. My last sight was her stepping over my body into the arms of the man who bought her. I thought that was the end. I was wrong. I woke up in the Valerian Empire as Cale von Valerius—a discarded, "crippled" Third Prince who everyone expects to die quietly in a corner. But at the Imperial Welcome Banquet, she walked through the doors. Same face. Same voice. Same cruel beauty. Now, she’s Lady Evelyn, the newly betrothed bride of my ruthless older brother, the Crown Prince. She doesn't remember the blood on her hands or the altar where I died. She thinks I’m just a harmless, coughing prince with one foot in the grave. Let her think that. I’ll let her walk down the aisle again—right into the trap I’m building underneath her feet.

Born into a noble family and endowed with tremendous power, exceptional talent, and unparalleled physical attractiveness, one might assume these qualities to be blessings. However, are they truly advantageous or rather a curse? Allen Frey, a young man destined to inherit the illustrious lineage of Duke Frey in the Kingdom of Eldoria, finds himself entangled in this very predicament. Given his extraordinary social standing and the multitude of advantages at his disposal, it seems inevitable that Allen will lead a prosperous life and ascend to greatness in due course. What if this perceived fortune is merely an intricate facade, perpetually deceiving him at every twist and turn? What if it's all an elaborate lie? A hero summoned from another world with the mission to vanquish the Demon Emperor ultimately becomes the perpetrator, stripping Allen of everything he holds dear—his fiancée, sister, power, strength, and all that he possessed. Does this constitute fate? Even the figure known as the "Hero" ultimately eradicated his very existence. Can this be considered justice? In the final moments of his life, he gazed upward at the serene sky, mustering every ounce of strength to reach out his trembling hand. "Oh, God! Are you truly so merciless as to shatter my life?" "Can... Can you grant me an opportunity to alter this cruel destiny?!" He cried out, his voice strained, tears streaming down his face, and gradually he closed his weary eyes. [Ding! Fate Fighting System Successfully Bound!]

Adrian Blackwood has already seen the end of the world. He fought the demons. He defeated the Demon Lords. He raised the dead and became known as the Angel of Death. It still wasn't enough. His sister died. His allies died. The empires burned. And when Adrian finally lay dying on the battlefield, the last person beside him gave him one final chance. Jenna Faircross had already gone back twice. This time, she sent Adrian. He wakes up sixteen years old, years before the war, before the betrayals, before the people he loves are killed. And Adrian remembers everything. He knows who will betray the empire. He knows which families are hiding dark secrets. He knows which enemies will become monsters and which allies will die fighting beside him. So this time, he isn't going to wait. The demons haven't attacked yet, the traitors haven't made their move and the people Adrian failed to protect are still alive. And the boy who once watched the world burn has decided that this time, he will burn his enemies first. But changing the future comes with a price. The more Adrian interferes, the less certain his memories become. Because this isn't the future he remembers anymore. And if he isn't careful, the greatest enemy he'll face in his second life may be one he never saw coming.

My fantasy that evening was not a tranquil one. It was completely dark inside my head aside from the many air pockets drifting upwards with no sparkle or reflection, just dead circles. I was befuddled right away yet then, at that point, bigger air pockets gradually rose among the other, more modest ones and inside were pack mates. "You might turn into an omicron, or a pi, or far and away more terrible, an omega," I shuddered when I saw Draugluin's irate face as he counted down the positions as though my life's worth would as it were decline. «You want to be so presumptuous since you climbed in rank?" An air pocket of Draco's scowling face materialized with disdain filled eyes before he suddely vanished, passing on me without an opportunity to counter. "A powerless Xi like you," Another air pocket rose with Draugluin's pompous smile as he peered down on me. Stop I heard my powerless voice shout out among the vacant air pockets. "You are pointless as well," the rebel wolf chortled. "She would not fall back when she was told to," Lyall's enraged face frightened me. Lyall had never been so cross with me forthright where he'd place me down before Alpha however, that snapshot of selling out was agonizing yet not undeserving. It makes perfect sense to me, I yelled, however there was no reaction. "For what reason didn't you simply pass on it to the people," Auntie Mona had her arms crossed, a look of dismay all over.

The year is 3040, The place is Temple City, a sprawling metropolis in the heart of a vast valley surrounded by sea on one side and desert on another with a mountain range smack on the far end making traveling to the place on whim a difficult venture. Despite being a former vacation spot for the wealthy and powerful, Temple City is not at all a place for the faint of heart. With every step one can find dirty dealings with extensive consequences from seedy night joins, numerous rackets, drug pushing, sextrafficking, and any kind of illicit act one could think of in a place of sin and vice. Like most places, Temple City is home to sinner and saints alike and the saints composed of the working class and the downtrodden always seem to find their way to Det. Ian Baddwulf's front door when the police conveniently forget to search the nooks and crannies of the forgotten places for the missing and the dead, the people call on Ian Baddwulf to do a bit of snooping now and again. His tendency to sniff out trouble and to stick his nose where it didn't belong have made him an invaluable asset in his profession not including his skills pertaining to his inherited infliction with Lycanthropy.

Textbook Definition of a Vaewolf; Hybrid, of Vampire and Werewolf. When the FAE, creatures of fantasy and long-lost history, rushed out of the depths of the earth, sick of how humanity had destroyed the world, no one had expected it. Unable to contend against their magic and advanced technology, Humanity was soon on the verge of extinction. Until, one ambitious man, invented the Fae Serums. And thus, a new world of Fae Humans was born. Miles Lykaon was meant to live a life of absolute comfort and power, as the next heir to Lykaon Industries. But when he was still a child, his parents passed away. Even with his Butler/Guardian watching over him, in order to protect what his parents had left, he was forced to grow older beyond his age. But he failed, and his inheritance fell into other hands. Until one fateful night, when two mysterious strangers, monsters, crashed into his home. He was meant to die, but a ghost saved his life, sacrificing the two monsters in his place. When Miles woke up, he had been granted a mysterious system, with a strange feature called forms. And so begins the Legend of the Vaewolf, the Lord of Blood and Shadow, the Huntsman of the Wild. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/sPEJKm9 Cover Art: Drawn and Designed by me. So expect more art. This story is inspired by the glitch in Skyrim, and the general coolness of the idea.

'This...' 'What's happening...?' Weird fur started growing out of the hands and the same was seen on the legs too. The burning sensation was intense and all this was happening during a night of full moon. The nails also had started to elongate and the texture of the face too changed. It was a dark night when it was raining heavily and in this heavy rain a boy, who was slowly transforming into a werewolf was running while being totally drenched. 'No... not again!' 'I don't want to turn into that monster again!' "Aooooooo" Join me in this amazing adventure in which a boy turns into a werewolf with dark powers just after reading a book! [ I do not own the art of this cover. If the owner owns this and wants me to remove it, please leave a comment. It will be removed within 48 working hours. ] [ Also, the story is a bit slow paced since I'm planning to write about 1000 chapters, hope you enjoy. ]