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The walls still smelled of smoke when Luca opened his eyes. Ash drifted like tired snow, settling on leather boots and broken glass. His hands trembled, stained dark, but he couldn’t say whose blood it was. Outside, sirens wailed like mourning wolves. He stepped into the street, and the city looked back — neon, rain, old hunger. A bartender recognized him and flinched. “Thought you were dead.” Maybe he was. In flashes he saw a rooftop under a red moon. A woman. Rhea. Her voice like warmth through winter: Don’t forget who you are. But he had. Now, every alley whispered his name — some in awe, some in warning. The beast inside stirred, pacing, remembering what he could not. Luca walked on, jaw set, heart heavy. He would find the truth. Even if it tore him open like the moon tears the tide.

Ethan Dracon, the fourth dragon prince, was nicknamed "trash of the dragon royal family" because he couldn't awaken his dragon gene. He was bullied by his stepbrothers daily, and he lost his honor in the Draconian Empire as one of the youngest genii. But all that changed when he encountered the first dragon progenitor. He was later sent to earth to become a powerhouse there, but things didn't go out as planned because humans have evolved, and they now have superhumans that only appeared in fantasy. But if he needs to establish himself on earth, he must first take out the most powerful people on earth, the pure-bloods. He had thought that was his only concern until vampires, demons, elves, aquarians, the purebloods, and gods sought out his head. Follow Ethan as he fights all these odds and establishes himself on Earth. --- This novel would be posted one or two times daily, and it's not haram, though the protagonist would have plenty of love interests.

He said yes before he even knew the question. Desmond Hale had one night to save his daughter and nothing left to sell. A stranger’s voice offered him a quarter million dollars, no questions asked. He took the deal. By morning he’s in handcuffs for a murder he didn’t commit, betrayed by the woman he trusted most. Then the cuffs come off. No trial. No explanation. Just an old man who tells him his real father left behind a fortune worth billions, and Desmond is the last heir standing to claim it. But claiming a crown means claiming enemies, and the one woman he can’t stop thinking about is about to marry a stranger to save her family, unaware she already belongs to him. Six years ago. One courthouse. A marriage no one ever undid. He walked in wearing handcuffs. He’s walking out wearing a name powerful enough to burn it all down.

Mason's life takes a sharp turn when he's falsely accused by his boss's spoiled daughter, leaving him with nowhere to run. But just when things couldn't get worse, his world is flipped upside down again—he’s sold to Olivia, a powerful heiress, who buys him to play the role of her fake fiancé in exchange for his freedom. It doesn't end there as a new figure emerges with the claim that Mason is actually the long lost heir to the Steele dynasty. Thrown into a world of wealth and manipulation, Mason struggles to navigate the new dangers and allure of his new life. As tensions rise and their staged romance blurs into something real, Mason finds himself torn between duty and desire. But as secrets unravel and the past refuses to stay buried, can Mason trust Olivia with more than just his heart? His life is no longer his own—and neither is his heart.

"They gave me a death sentence. I turned it into a power source." In a world of Absolute Zero, heat isn't a right—it’s a debt. Sky John spent his life building the heaters for a city that eventually threw him into the frost to die. They called it 'resource management' but it was a mistake. Cast into the barrens where the laws of physics are breaking, Sky almost froze to death but his Eternal Hearth System allows him to do the impossible: devour the cold to fuel his own evolution. While the elite huddle in bunkers fighting over Heat Credits, Sky is outside transmuting the killing frost into Sol-Steel skin and a thermal-kinetic pulse. He was a Tier-Zero architect but now, he’s a living singularity. Sky isn't just coming back for his stolen designs—he’s coming to show Supervisor Vance that the 'Great Freeze' is actually a harvest. The reapers are at the door, and Sky is the only thing hot enough to melt them down. The bunkers are cold. The Sun is coming. And the bill is finally due.

Despite his zero affinity, Quinn gets a Primordial Beast, but sometimes strength isn't everything when you have no background. Insulted, framed and betrayed, Quinn becomes a fugitive. And now with his powerful summon, he goes on a journey to make a name for himself and his new family.

Ace thought he could fuck his ex and walk away clean. One night in that cheap motel with Lena was supposed to be just a mistake. One raw, desperate fuck where she rode him like she owned his soul, her scorching velvet pussy gripping him so tight he forgot his own name. But the hickeys on his neck the next morning set everything on fire. Clara saw them. Clara lost her shit. And suddenly their “open” marriage looked like the hypocritical joke it had always been. Now Lena won’t let go. She’s not the girl he left behind anymore. She’s Nova now — colder, meaner, and ten times more dangerous. Packages start showing up at his door: her soaked panties that still smell like her cum, a single black rose, and then the steel cock cage. Cold. Unforgiving. Clicking shut around his throbbing dick while she watches with that satisfied little smile. Every time Ace tells himself it’s over, his cock betrays him. Every time he tries to be the good husband, he ends up back between her legs, leaking and desperate, hating how fucking perfect it feels to be used by her again. Clara is lying. His job is slipping. And Nova is tightening the leash. He knows he should stop. He knows this is going to destroy him. But the truth is worse: he doesn’t want to. Some exes don’t just come back. They lock you up and make you beg for more.

Saibot managed to survive in this tough world where it's kill or be killed. The world was filled With dangerous beasts everywhere and humans fighting each other, just staying alive was tough. But Saibot wasn't willing to accept defeat. He wanted to challenge "God" himself, even if it meant becoming the devil himself...

They left him to die, now he'll bury them one by one Adam has always been invisible—the kind of kid who blends into the back of the classroom, mocked for his awkwardness and despised for a single mistake that branded him a snitch. His classmates made his life a living hell. Sanchez, the golden boy of Westfield High, made sure of it. Then came the field trip. The humiliation. The beating. And the moment Adam was left for dead in the woods. But Adam didn’t die. Something else found him. A malevolent spirit with a hunger for vengeance. A whisper in the dark offering him the one thing he craved most: power. Now Adam is back, sharper, stronger, and cloaked in a confidence no one can explain. One by one, his bullies begin to fall. The school watches in fear as the once-forgotten nerd becomes the center of a storm that no one can stop. Yet something is wrong. Each attack follows Adam’s secret plans exactly—but some of them aren’t his. Someone else is hunting Sanchez’s circle, striking in the shadows, pushing Adam’s bloody game further than even he imagined. Is it the mysterious new girl with the unnerving smile? A rival spirit playing its own cruel hand? Or is Adam himself losing control of the monster he invited in? As fear spreads and Sanchez grows desperate, Adam must untangle obsession, betrayal, and supernatural terror. Because in this game of revenge, the line between predator and prey is razor-thin— and Adam isn’t the only monster walking the halls.

Edgar, a young slave, gets slapped into the creepy valley of vipers, a place of utter darkness. His failure to return might not end the world full of freakish cultivators, but it would mean Fabby, his elder sister, has to spend her slave life alone among smiling predators that threaten her life and honor. But how can a cripple and an inexperienced Edgar survive the fall, then climb the valley that not even the most heinous criminals of the world would choose for a hiding spot? Even if he somehow does, will he continue to live as a slave, or will he fight for his and his sister’s ‘freedom’- the word a slave never even dared to whisper and live another day? Will Edgar keep swimming in suffering, or will he sink his teeth into the sharks that surround the siblings? “One day, I’ll set up an inn, and people will call me the Lady Innkeeper Fabby!” said Fabby, with her pretty nose turned up a bit. “Sounds cool, but what about me?” the innocent younger brother, Edgar, pulled her skirt and asked while licking on tamarind candy. “You’ll be a waiter, of course,” she assured. “Eh? Waiter?" his cute little expression warped very fast. "No, I don’t want it.” “You won't be a regular waiter but the head waiter!” “Still, no,” he shook his little head a little too quickly. “Why don’t you be the head waitress, and I’ll be the innkeeper!” “Huh? Then what’s the point of me dreaming of becoming an innkeeper, you idiot!” she caught his ear for a good bit of twisting. "Ow, ow, ow!"